Goin Back Lyrics

Goin Back Lyrics

I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my sh*t (Brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that sh*t, or when you mop that sh*t
I can show you white sticks (Yeah), I don't got sh*t for a nigga or a b**ch (Yeah)
Rock star, ice on the wrist (Yeah), I ain't never had that sh*t
Goin' back, goin' back (Goin' back)
Know that, you don't know that
Looks can be deceiving (I ain't even f**k with that)
Looks, looks go it's me (I am the one)
I am the one, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk, sh*t

I can't get bored of this stuff, this money a whole lot of fun
I cannot stay on the phone these days, I gotta go take me a run
And I'ma just burn all of the pain away as soon as I light up the blunts
I might go cycle the b**ch, I might go cycle the b**ch
You know I got sh*t on my chest, so this is the way that I vent
I put my all in this sh*t (Uh-huh), y'all just be talking this sh*t
I got them Ks and my neck and my wrist, I just be ballin' and sh*t
Steppin' around all the snakes in the grass, I can just hear when they hiss
Every time lil' Faygo hop on the beat, he gon' rip that sh*t 'til no exist
I see your b**ch up in the street, she throw it back for them rich niggas
Why they be mad? Just tryna count me up six figures

I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my sh*t (Brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that sh*t, or when you mop that sh*t
I can show you white sticks (Yeah), I don't got sh*t for a nigga or a b**ch (Yeah)
Rock star, ice on the wrist (Yeah), I ain't never had that sh*t
Goin' back, goin' back (Goin' back)
Know that, you don't know that
Looks can be deceiving (I ain't even f**k with that)
Looks, looks go it's me (I am the one)
I am the one, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk, sh*t

I got diamonds on my fronts
Yeah, I got that bag in the trunk
Bring me the cups, feeling like f**k it, might throw that sh*t up
Or pour that sh*t up, it's slowin' me up
I walk in the world like, "I don't give a f**k"
Come get your shawty, she hittin' me up
Ayy, who in my way? I'm finna for blood
I don't rock GAP no more, I'm cleanin' it up
Stab me in the back lil' ho, you f**ked up my trust
Like, how you gon' pick our side? You ain't in it for love
Yeah, how you gon' switch up now like we wasn't in it for nothing
Yeah, I put my heart up in these tracks
Put the team on my back

I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my sh*t (Brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that sh*t, or when you mop that sh*t
I can show you white sticks (Yeah), I don't got sh*t for a nigga or a b**ch (Yeah)
Rock star, ice on the wrist (Yeah), I ain't never had that sh*t
Goin' back, goin' back (Goin' back)
Know that, you don't know that
Looks can be deceiving (I ain't even f**k with that)
Looks, looks go it's me (I am the one)

I am the one, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk, sh*t
I can't get bored of this stuff, this money a whole lot of