Lil Jam - Be Back (feat. Atcuis PC) Lyrics

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It feel good to be back in the clip where my bullets be at
It's late night and my hoodie be black
We throw bullets just like we was Dak Prescott
It ain't shit to lay him in his death box couple bodies gon' drop when the lead pop
When she suck on me I make her head bop we make hit after hit like the Red Sox
Got a new bitch I'm done with the old hoe she gon' bounce on my dick like a pogo
Like I said we be throwin' like Dak but we also be throwin' like Romo
We ain't stoppin' we stuck in the go mode
I done Ran up some bands off the promo
This lil' shorty she Want her autograph and her friend on the side want a photo

Rock out couple of niggas who pop out uh
My lil' shorty on go get out the gun and blow
Money that be over everything except for the family though
Tell me who want it let's go bitch I want all the smoke

All of these bitches gon' like me blue diamonds they touchin' my white tee
F*ck a bitch then I check her right off of my list I'm finna call that bitch Nike
On my hip where the motherf*ckin' pipe be I got choppers you don't wanna fight me
Got Supreme on my beanie a hypebeast
Me and PC came up off the type beats

Baby I know your man do not like me man look at my wrist yeah it's icy
I'ma do what I do just to get to the money I run to that shit like a hypebeast man
Tell me who want it I'm ready I'ma turn this lil' shit to spaghetti
You can't f*ck with my flow cause it's heavy like the gun on my waist bitch it's heavy

I'm on the block and I'm posted I'm chillin' with killers I'm right where my team at
Nigga you know we some demons you know we some killers we shootin' like T-Mac
We do not aim at no body we aim at your head we shoot where your dreams at
Now he just beggin' and cryin' and cappin' he say that he didn't really mean that

It feel good to be back in the clip where my bullets be at
It's late night and my hoodie be black
We throw bullets just like we was Dak Prescott
It ain't shit to lay him in his death box couple bodies gon' drop when the lead pop
When she suck on me I make her head bop we make hit after hit like the Red Sox
Got a new bitch I'm done with the old hoe she gon' bounce on my dick like a pogo
Like I said we be throwin' like Dak but we also be throwin' like Romo
We ain't stoppin' we stuck in the go mode
I done Ran up some bands off the promo
This lil' shorty she Want her autograph and her friend on the side want a photo

F*cking yo bitch and I can't get attached
Ain't no applause when these choppas gon' clap
F*ck breakin' her heart bitch I'ma break her back
We lay him to rest he ain't takin' no naps
That lil' boy keep runnin' I'm smokin' his pack
And I ain't been broke in a long time you wanna be mine it's a long line
Man f*ck all that waitin' it's our time chasin' money like I ain't got no time
She gon' give up the brain and waste no time
I'm with Rondos we totin' on all nines pop a perky I know I be all fine
Wocky all in my cup I'll be all fine I got pain in my chest but I'm all fine
I done ran up a bag and it's all mine and my shooter gon shoot with the wrong sign

It feel good to be back in the clip where my bullets be at
It's late night and my hoodie be black
We throw bullets just like we was Dak Prescott
It ain't shit to lay him in his death box couple bodies gon' drop when the lead pop
When she suck on me I make her head bop we make hit after hit like the Red Sox
Got a new bitch I'm done with the old hoe she gon' bounce on my dick like a pogo
Like I said we be throwin' like Dak but we also be throwin' like Romo
We ain't stoppin' we stuck in the go mode
I done Ran up some bands off the promo
This lil' shorty she Want her autograph and her friend on the side want a photo