lirik lagu l.j. - i'm back
intro:
mans back (mhm)
mans back , mans back
they’re like jojo where you been
i’m like bro mans making dough
out all day but the play but the f-ck boy
man best know that my teams on smoke
and rule number 1 don’t lack so i got my suttin’ my uni glo
and watch my bro sd gon get these bands like f-ck being broke
verse 1:
oh sh-t man forgot my shank yeah i f-cking lied yeah you know man has that
i don’t care if my air force creased are you f-cking dumb is my name digdat?
on my life you can f-cking hold that
run a man down we don’t take no chit chat
and i swear if my bro them snap it won’t come sweet i ain’t talking bout kit kat
i can put this sh-t on my mums‚ this f-cking hax won’t know bout lacking
and bro got nicked for the wap‚ i ain’t talking bout works‚ we’ll come back slappin’
what you know bout does a man down but the mans still p-ssed cuz the yutes keep chatting
and enough man talk about burners, stop with the chat your shanks all virgins
jojo step true cuz they love me, all know that my block get jumpy
gangs on f-ckery‚ roads to cruddy. i ain’t got time for the love just bud me, tell a bad boy, tell a bad boy bat me‚ fling my ting make a bad boy gun lean. and you best know that the grime won’t stop bro hit them shots mans coming like gumtree
chorus:
they’re like jojo where you been, im like bro mans making dough
out all day but the play but the f-ck boy man best know that my teams on smoke, and rule number 1 dont lack so i got my sutting my uni glo, and watch my bro sd gon get these bands like f-ck being broke, (x2)
verse 2:
now i ain’t gonna scream out gang mans jojo, n-gg-s all know what im on
true say mans a chilled out yute but if we beef loose, things are not to go wrong, like rule number 1 to the trap maintain that stack i ain’t trynna go broke thats long, don’t slip with your mrs, bro got the big tings that could get dished like go feel it once
back your chat if you jump on the track
time will tug if your’e talking facts
like why is no chat, but the tings get backed
cuz why?
non of them boyy there bad
and bro got the shhh can’t talk too mad
boy make a man bust up a migraines gangs
so you know how it goes dont f-ck with my batch cah we hunting for yutes like the ku klux klan
i’m on road with my bros and my jack jones
i don’t talk too much but i can tho
and now i’m able to f-ck with no vailo, f-ck up the bando
look out his man go, and the ends all fear that the heat floors
buckin tourettes think twice he a psycho
and now an a n-gg- start at the trap tho, why?
f-ck cuz he start at the trap tho
who’s that on my block she a sweet one
big back, small waist she’s a teaser
and she knows ill aim as a dealer
back up the nina , poom poom beater
i talk crud on my life get beat up, know how it goes so i sport like shisha, and jojo’s back with a bang bang
yeah you know i’m a teaser what???
chorus:
they’re like jojo where you been, i’m like bro mans making dough, out all day but the play but the f-ck boy man best know that my teams on smoke, and rule number 1 don’t lack so i got my sutting my uni glo, and watch my bro sd gon get these bands like f-ck being broke, (x2)
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