smokepurpp - mama i'll be back lyrics
[chorus: smokepurpp]
hop up on the porsche, i was looking for racks
told my mama don’t worry
i’ll be right back
now i walk with lit, with the racks in my pants
i’m smoking on dope
got the mid in my [?]
i had to go and get it myself (yeah)
smoking on cookie sh_t, tall shelf (ooh)
all my b_tches ten, tall shelf
i took the glizzy inside my belt (brr, brr)
i had to go and get it myself
smoking on cookie sh_t, tall shelf (yeah)
all my b_tches ten, tall shelf
i took the glizzy inside my belt (boh, boh, boh, boh)
[verse 1: smokepurpp]
n_ggas trippin’ on me, how you shoot lace
[?] pocket, blueface (yeah)
hit the b_tch with pole, blueface (b_tch)
and i ran with the stick, f_ck a new case (breh)
if you f_ck on my b_tch, you can havе it in (yeah)
100 racks in the back, 100 evidеnce (racks)
have a b_tch [?], she fill it in (ooh)
she comes back with the money, i’m diving in (diving)
got a house in the mouse, can’t go broke again
f_ck his bens with his garbage, i’m drankaning (breh)
drive these hoes, they are high
yeah, they breaking him (boh, boh, boh)
all my young n_ggas shoot, they training it (boh, boh, boh)
people watch my wrist, prudential to president
my n_ggas gon’ stack, don’t give a f_ck who i asked
i can’t beef with these n_ggas
they not on my love
and i can’t f_ck with shawty, cause’ shawty a teller
[chorus: smokepurpp]
hop up on the porsche, i was looking for racks
told my mama don’t worry
i’ll be right back
now i walk with lit, with the racks in my pants
i’m smoking on dope
got the mid in my [?]
i had to go and get it myself (yeah)
smoking on cookie sh_t, tall shelf (ooh)
all my b_tches ten, tall shelf
i took the glizzy inside my belt (brr, brr)
i had to go and get it myself
smoking on cookie sh_t, tall shelf (yeah)
all my b_tches ten, tall shelf
i took the glizzy inside my belt (boh, boh, boh, boh)
[verse 2: tto k.t.]
it’s bout’ 3, i put the racks on my fees
she want me too, i make the wave
oh, yeah, so fly, got you the_
wanna see me down
f_ck n_gga, i can’t go, i said
this ain’t kindergarten
bt bust got no name tag
but got no one who passes the fridge
i’m sippin’ it for the dinner
she thinks she’s a motherf_cking cheese
i f_ck like i’m fresh up for the brees
when i get to the bank, i ain’t going, no
catching the din, they know it’s me but they know it’s not
i put the will like she print, they now showing us
she brought the penny, bih, too old enough
hop on the porsche, now i hopped on the wh0re
[?] sauce
i spreece for no open, no, i don’t tell you my spore
i hop in the bent for 2 racks in the mid
[chorus: smokepurpp]
hop up on the porsche, i was looking for racks
told my mama don’t worry
i’ll be right back
now i walk with lit, with the racks in my pants
i’m smoking on dope
got the mid in my [?]
i had to go and get it myself (yeah)
smoking on cookie sh_t, tall shelf (ooh)
all my b_tches ten, tall shelf
i took the glizzy inside my belt (brr, brr)
i had to go and get it myself
smoking on cookie sh_t, tall shelf (yeah)
all my b_tches ten, tall shelf
i took the glizzy inside my belt (boh, boh, boh, boh)
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