Yung Schemer - Im Back Lyrics

Who the fuck I'm supposed to show es love when ion give a fuck
Choppa rounds and shottys with the slugs cuz we don't get no bucks
Perky 30 put a nigga down and za gone leave em stuck
Had to go and cut off all em clowns cuz ion give a fuck
Tried to save all of em niggas who was down on they ass
I was selling oxycotin they was sleepin up in class
Yeah and how they gone repay me take my shit and talkin out they ass
They aint gone run my ones or face my gun go head and do the dash
Dont ask me shit bout a goddamn thing
Said put the thooka down hell naw I let it ring
Imma fucking let it sing talking to my pinky ring
Twenty racks up inna bag aint blow it all up on some bling
I ain't listen to my teacher I was up in et class
Had a band up in my pocket I was smelling like gas
Aint give a fuck about nobody who aint breaking no glass
Aint sold a bow up in yo life you talking shit out yo ass
Imma big plug nation, eyes looking asian
Bite a bitch head like like I'm matt, lil Bblasian
Shoot a nigga dead now he splat cuz he hating
I hate waiting, I hate hating
Feeling like khaled cuz a nigga gotta win
I be trippin with my twin tryna do a nigga in
Bout 280 in my pocket flip it zip it aint no sin
Whi the fuck you think you talking to like niggas cant get in
I see visions in my eyes about the niggas I despise
Aint a bid up in the world that make me feel I did my time
Feels I'm leaving back and forth alot if not its all the time
You can me in et parking lot if you can shop a dime
We done got it out the trenchs make it all look easy
Baggin 3.5s riding round with reezy
Imma run it back to poppin percs and feeling queasy
Heard lil DJ free and just to me he like peezy

Who the fuck I'm supposed to show es love when ion give a fuck
Choppa rounds and shottys with the slugs cuz we don't get no bucks
Perky 30 put a nigga down and za gone leave em stuck
Had to go and cut off all em clowns cuz ion give a fuck
Tried to save all of em niggas who was down on they ass
I was selling oxycotin they was sleepin up in class
Yeah and how they gone repay me take my shit and talkin out they ass
They aint gone run my ones or face my gun go head and do the dash
Dont ask me shit bout a goddamn thing
Said put the thooka down hell naw I let it ring
Imma fucking let it sing talking to my pinky ring
Twenty racks up inna bag aint blow it all up on some bling
I ain't listen to my teacher I was up in et class
Had a band up in my pocket I was smelling like gas
Aint give a fuck about nobody who aint breaking no glass
Aint sold a bow up in yo life you talking shit out yo ass
Imma big plug nation, eyes looking asian
Bite a bitch head like like I'm matt, lil Bblasian
Shoot a nigga dead now he splat cuz he hating
I hate waiting, I hate hating
Feeling like khaled cuz a nigga gotta win
I be trippin with my twin tryna do a nigga in
Bout 280 in my pocket flip it zip it aint no sin
Whi the fuck you think you talking to like niggas cant get in
I see visions in my eyes about the niggas I despise
Aint a bid up in the world that make me feel I did my time
Feels I'm leaving back and forth alot if not its all the time
You can me in et parking lot if you can shop a dime
We done got it out the trenchs make it all look easy
Baggin 3.5s riding round with reezy
Imma run it back to poppin percs and feeling queasy
Heard lil DJ free and just to me he like peezy