Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back On My Bullshit , by - Papoose. Release date: 21.12.2016
Song language: English
Back On My Bullshit |
| Where was you at when I was trying to blow? |
| Waste my money on weed farms, I was trying to grow |
| Niggas tried to eat on my block, I had to cock the fo' |
| Ran down on them and told them niggas they gotta go! |
| Had the Triple FAT Goose on, it was kinda cold |
| I was on the block eating Mike & Ikes and Jolly Joes |
| Police asking me questions; |
| I told 'em «I don’t know,» |
| You was in the precinct crying, you had the snotty nose! |
| Had to run down on my connect, they playing dominoes |
| Backed them niggas down for that work and told them «adios!» |
| Brought my money up, I’m looking like King Jaffe Jo' |
| I ain’t make «Panda,» but I’ve been wearing Desiigner clothes! |
| Back on my bullshit, Mac with the full clip, might have to just lose it |
| I’m quick to use it, who you acting a fool with? |
| Is y’all niggas stupid? |
| Smacking a few bricks, stacking a few bricks, this track is exclusive |
| Packing the U-*censored,* he packing the toothpick, I’m packing the pool stick |
| Mad 'cause I move with .40-caliber tool grip, I’m faster to shoot shit |
| Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, get madder and madder, they scared that I’ll shatter the glass |
| on your new whip |
| Maggots with loose lips, they catching a cruise ship, I’m grabbin' the nuva |
| Back with the movement, it’s a fact you a true bitch, my status is too lit |
| Cats I was cool with, sat in classes at school with, keep acting confusing |
| Man I refuse it, I think you’d rather defuse it, your head, I’ll have to remove |
| it |
| Lacking improvement, all you rappers included, I’m Ravishing Rude Rick |
| Ancient pretenders with hidden agendas |
| This time I ain’t playing fair |
| I’mma take what’s mine |
| I want more money, more part, goddamn, nigga, it’s about that time! |
| I’m back on my bullshit |
| I’m back on my bullshit |
| I said I’m back on my bull-shit |
| I’m back on my bullshit |
| Hey! |
| On my BS, we platinum, they even doubted Jesus |
| That’s what PUN would say, killing ‘em that’s an understatement |
| Same nigga used to move the blue Malibu |
| Soon as a nigga get money, they get mad at you! |
| Sitting on a Hollywood sign, now ain’t that a view? |
| And all my bitches is loyal, they got it tatted, too |
| I’ve been getting busy playing Frisbee with the Wraith |
| Everybody pissy, wanna lift me by the case |
| Could’ve bought a boat for the price of the wristwatch |
| Pulling dope out the tires like a pit stop |
| (Whoa! Whoa!) Duck when I come through |
| I already sonned you, show your niggas what the gun do |
| .45'll miss, the AK’ll hit |
| Everybody lit 'til they laying in shit! |
| Your love is a 187 |
| I’ve been killing 'em softly, getting niggas up off me! |
| This time I ain’t playing fair |
| I’mma take what’s mine |
| I want more money, more part, goddamn, nigga, it’s about that time! |
| I’m back on my bullshit |
| I’m back on my bullshit |
| I said I’m back on my bull-shit |
| I’m back on my bullshit |
| Hey! |
| (Jaquae! Jaquae!) |
| Coka the Don |
| Double P! |
| (Papoose, Pa-poose!) |