Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back Again, artist - Vado.
Date of issue: 17.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back Again |
Went from more marsh clears than mackage |
Hermes scarfs m series the package |
A good dude need a bad bitch |
It’s no reading when the mags lift |
Still creepin with my last chick |
Was pamperin niggas, training them how to have shit |
Need a whole, fuck all that half shit |
The winter too long to act like I never had shit |
Pimp still on winnin feel some |
Said the young talent was swag like Ben Grill son |
Shots hittin the 7, they tryina kill som |
Quarter mill done, niggas slid like when the bill come |
But thank god I know how to make shit |
And get old girl go in and get shit |
Niggas we bank after bank, we try to rape shit |
Then go drink after drink, and celebrate shit |
Same class with street legends |
Deep measures with niggas that blast the heat better |
Funny style, don’t laugh but speak clever |
Dark knights, get you killed faster than Heath Ledger |
Rap bane, 2 guns Max Payne |
Pac came for the worst shower, jack chain |
You cats changed when getting some trap change |
Arrogant, act strange, I’m cocky I act damed |
Dash at me, you give me the ass pass you |
65 clash you I be the swag master |
Sensei Bentley washed in wax after |
Hit all stars in the morn then Sax after |
If you ask for it, the arm lift |
Rose is on the dashboard like orange zip |
Black everything, chrome rims, my arm sick |
Knockin every track out without a palm fist |
The game whack so I’m back again |
Niggas in the trap like what’s happening |
They wanna see a nigga rap again |
I ain’t on it but the homies not havin it |
Niggas talk that fly shit, I does that, that’s my shit |
They like V you ain’t comfortable |
You don’t come for mone, you ain’t a huxtable |
I feel like a when he put out the venguish |
Or like ec when that sl was dangerous |
It’s too hot for these fake shits |
I done got too hot was on my main shit |
I played the block where Ox Rot and Jason |
Put my money on Poo, G Spot, he acin |
I got 3 spots I’m chasin |
Dolla for dolla, servin out of my basement |
I see a lot of replacements, we lean on you |
Like we gotta be wasted |
Just take what’s out of the safe then |
Too many keys, said he gotta be maintenance |
I’m in the t top slot, it’s been a month |
You niggas only reracked once, sellin d brown |
While d block buck, in the town |
I put 8 balls like a Reebok tuck |
Ah, you can smell the piff, ain’tgotta open the bag |
You could tell it’s it, yeah import her a bag |
It’s what you tell this bitch |
That’s all corny and sad, I can tell you bitch |