[Intro]We back at itHuh (Boom, boom, boom)Uh huhWe back at it (Brr)Let's go BlessYeahLord Lord[Verse]You win some you lose some, ain't nothing ever promised (No)Went from tucking up them llamas ([?])Now we puffing in Bahamas (Yeah)Big loose booty walking nothing but pajamasBumping on Flee Lord, dumping out the Parma (Boom, boom)Back in the jets with the straps and the stressCaught a nap on the couch, with the MAC on my chestAll your nigga silicone, acting like your dealings onHomie left the lot with a mop and the ceiling gonePressure in these backwoods, I'm measuring the smack goodTook it to the birds, I don't sell in thеse black hoodsLoyalty and Death-T, ain't going to be no nеxt weekLet's see, I'm going to drop another album next week
