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Blo - Ill Be Back Lyrics

[Intro]
(Up yours, evil twin)

[Verse 1]
They think that it's over 'cause I'm in jail, you crazy as fuck
Niggas stole my flow, my cameraman, my producer, that's enough
My pops not Ralo, but shawty got that dog and he ain't from the Bluff
Think I'm trickin' off, but I swear to God this ain't one percent of this stuff
Told my folks nothin' less than a quarter million, parking lot, they pick me up
Told the bros I'll never fall, but if I do, just lift me up
He had bags and we ain't have the money, shit, we sticked him up
Fuck that sap shit, I like nasty, bitch, go thumb in your butt
Shit get hard, I talk to God
Not in PC, I'm in GP, ask the bros, I'm in the pod
Ready to shoot like it's the street, bitch, I'm still clutchin' on my rod
Why I ain't got a sponsor yet? I done had every Dodge
Why I ain't got a condo yet? I'm banned from every parking garage
Think she somethin', but she not, I had a few Nicki Minajs
Bitch ain't go to the same doctor, but they still got the same bodies
And bro be trappin' Percs, but he be sellin' fake Roxies
DND fucked up her head, she always bein' toxic
But I'm tired of the nonsense
I heard the label offer, but I need a bigger budget
I got them BBLs, my pants just filled with dog shit
This dog cost twenty thousand, so you might step in some dog shit
[Chorus]
Yeah, blew my advance like it was nothin', wait
Still got my advance plus some more, pockets stuffin'
Now I got different fans and pretty ladies tryna fuck me
She diggin' in my pants, we in the club already hunchin'
Bro started a video, it was over, I'm still thumbin'
Bitch, I'm done, you still cummin', I'm finna go, you keep runnin'
And she keep poppin' Looney Tunes, I call her Bugs Bunny
I got a bitch, so if we fuck, you know you gettin' hush money

[Verse 2]
This can't get back to my bitch
But if she fuck off, get my lick back, get my get-back on that bitch
Put my button back, let her fun jack, hit they block up with a switch
Them new jewels just change the temp, I'm tryna go flawless on my wrist
My shooter flawless, he won't miss
That shit over, so I don't support niggas when they go drop a diss
You drop a diss, that shit make me go drop a Lego in my stick
I keep my blick just like I keep my vape, and, boy, I love my nic'
Your nigga talk gangster to you, but he came down the road, get burnt with wicks
Came down the road, turned bitch, he fold
Came down the road, turned snitch, he told
When I drive, I'm lettin' a bitch know, I got whip, I'm sold
Foreign cars in my driveway, none of this shit get towed
Told bro he don't owe me nothin' for loyalty, always stick to the code
[Chorus]
Yeah, blew my advance like it was nothin', wait
Still got my advance plus some more, pockets stuffin'
Now I got different fans and pretty ladies tryna fuck me
She diggin' in my pants, we in the club already hunchin'
Bro started a video, it was over, I'm still thumbin'
Bitch, I'm done, you still cummin', I'm finna go, you keep runnin'
And she keep poppin' Looney Tunes, I call her Bugs Bunny
I got a bitch, so if we fuck, you know you gettin' hush money

[Outro]
Wake up, do my dance on niggas
Before the deal, I had pape' before my advance was bigger
Niggas was slow, I was ahead, I was advanced on niggas
Before the streets, before the deal, I already had some figures
I don't know how, you must workin' out, girl, your ass gettin' bigger
Shawty a big opp, he weigh a lot, we need the casket bigger
I keep that blick on me in the cut, I ain't goin' to no casket, nigga
Fuck, I'm keepin' my ratchet, nigga, yeah