Way Back

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ima be the richest outta Brooklyn) (Fuck goin on Maajins) [Verse] Hop in the spot with some shit push him way back Don't need bitches got money and Maybach's Two tone Barretta gon knock off his wave cap Feel like Harden cuz I'm shooting from way back Feel like James Harden I'm shooting from deep Feel like Ken Carson it's Me Vs. Me I'm in the back of the big body Jeep Off Tha Leash cuz my money counter still go beep My grandma in the back like fuck is a GLock On my grandma I know you hearing these shots {?] Been stepping on Ni**a's like shoes no Reebok Feel like Sang woo cuz I sold him the Re Rock Keep that GLock Ni**a for my Gma We getting bands do you not see these knots Shaio catch alleys while he been in these blocks I'm in the G and I better call Bizzy This beat not for me [?] Put a Ni**a on a tee like I grizzley She giving throat she the goat no kizzy We spinning blocks Ni**a till we get dizzy Not talking Hershey but she wanna kiss me He want the smoke do I look like a Stizzy Ima be the richest out New York City [Chorus] I'm in the G and I better call Bizzy This beat not for me [?] Put a Ni**a on a tee like I grizzley She giving throat she the goat no kizzy We spinning blocks Ni**a till we get dizzy Not talking Hershey but she wanna kiss me He want the smoke do I look like a Stizzy Ima be the richest out New York City [Verse] [?] I can't love these bitches [?] Send em to hell like a cat [?] Yo boyfriend music ass I bet mine harder I give this girl the world she don't deserve it Once you give these bitches a damn Birkin Shit wasn't easy had to put the work in I had to go up get it and learn it Me and Chris on a yacht got yo bitch twerking Come get yo girl I don't know why she flirtin I'm in the back with a mask I'm Purgin If I kill him he gon need a damn surgeon Burn em, I'm in his block and we lurkin I feel like Yeat I got me a damn turban This is my shit like A Boogie I'm swervin Got a lot in my life but I earned it