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im back - raqbaby lyrics

[intro: raqbaby]
(how the f*ck you say your name, lil’ twin?)
mm, mm, yeah
i’m back, p*ssy
n*gga must not know i’m (free)

[chorus: raqbaby]
n*gga, i’m back, is you mad?
i ain’t gon’ respond to none of that p*ssy sh*t, n*ggas broke, that’s why they mad
n*ggas know just how it get, i don’t even know why they tried that
n*gga gon’ drop some shots on who? i bet them b*tches get fired back
made a play for a bag, i put in two, i got like five back
i just took off, focused on a bag, try not to sidetrack
never know what’s goin’, they hate me bad, so why would i lack?
try to sign for that petty*ass money, they tried me, i will not sign that (n*gga work for free)

[verse 1: raqbaby]
n*gga, what the f*ck?
don’t even think ’bout bookin’ me, we can’t bring our glocks with us
twin kept sayin’ that sh*t every day, them n*ggas, they not with us
n*ggas ain’t hard with they lil’ gang, they don’t wanna pop with us
you know i ain’t stuntin’ that sh*t, i’m (free)
enough of the bullsh*t
got an arp the size of me, when i slang this b*tch, on bullsh*t
said she can’t suck my d*ck, i’m like, “what the f*ck you thought we was doin’ then?”
every time they get the meat, these b*tches always wanna act new and sh*t
always talkin’, ain’t never doin’ sh*t (yeah, n*gga, i’m free)
that n*gga gon’ die if he keep playin’ with me
i just bust her up, she tryna get in my car, this b*tch ain’t stayin’ with me
in the picture with them, commentin’ under my post, what the f*ck is you sayin’ to me?
hold on, quiso, pass me that motherf*ckin’ drac’, these f*ck n*ggas playin’ with me
[chorus: raqbaby & l5]
n*gga, i’m back, is you mad?
i ain’t gon’ respond to none of that p*ssy sh*t, n*ggas broke, that’s why they mad
n*ggas know just how it get, i don’t even know why they tried that
n*gga gon’ drop some shots on who? i bet them b*tches get fired back
made a play for a bag, i put in two, i got like five back
i just took off, focused on a bag, try not to sidetrack
never know what’s goin’, they hate me bad, so why would i lack?
try to sign for that petty*ass money, they tried me, i will not sign that (come here, what?)

[verse 2: l5]
these f*ck n*ggas cappin’ up in that diss (cappin’ all in they diss)
f*ck n*gga hit his top, when you hop out, boy, you better not miss (doon*doon*doon)
he don’t even know ’bout that smoke, he dissin’, now he on the list (he dissin’, now he on the list)
i’m tryna knock somethin’ off, tryna drop sh*t down, i’m tryna this stick (come here, come here)
catch an opp, better blow you one (get your gun)
all these f*ck n*ggas crackin’ them folks, q5 hit me, i’ll show him one (come here, b*tch)
lame*ass n*gga say he was all on my block late night, n*gga, no, you wasn’t (homixide block)
lame*ass ho keep lyin’, say she was at home when the young n*gga know she wasn’t (hah, f*ck that sh*t, i’m free)
bro, f*ck that sh*t
yeah, i got glock, my bro got stick
we don’t give no f*ck, smoke with whoever
pop out with rhude, tryna hit your b*tch (come here)
as soon as i touch down, that broke*ass opp n*gga made a diss
it really don’t matter, slide 5.56 or .223, i bet i don’t miss (still gon’ get hit, n*gga)
f*ck that sh*t, n*gga, i like 7.62 (that drac’)
and i’m tryna slide your block, hit a f*ck n*gga top, n*gga know what i do (what you doin’?)
it’s blood all in the street, we burned his body, they don’t got a clue (what?)
if i’m gonna slide, i call you neither
can’t speak on the job, you know what you do
(ayy, f*ck that sh*t, l5, just go)
ayy, f*ck that sh*t, i’ma keep on slidin’
no maybe, got a big*ass drum on the 9
they bro had died, these n*ggas keep hidin’
i throw back an addy and spit me some rhymes
free lil 05, my lil’ brother ridin’ (yeah, huh, free lil 05, my lil’ brother ridin’, huh, come here)

- raqbaby lyrics

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