Vado - Back Again lyrics

[Verse 1] Went from more marsh clears than mackage Hermes scarfs m series the package A good dude need a bad b**h It's no reading when the mags lift Still creepin with my last chick Was pamperin n***as, training them how to have sh** Need a whole, f** all that half sh** The winter too long to act like I never had sh** Pimp still on winnin feel some Said the young talent was swag like Ben Grill son Shots hittin the 7, they tryina k** som Quarter mill done, n***as slid like when the bill come But thank god I know how to make sh** And get old girl go in and get sh** n***as we bank after bank, we try to rape sh** Then go drink after drink, and celebrate sh** Same cla** with street legends Deep measures with n***as that blast the heat better Funny style, don't laugh but speak clever Dark knights, get you k**ed faster than Heath Ledger Rap bane, 2 guns Max Payne Pac came for the worst shower, jack chain You cats changed when getting some trap change Arrogant, act strange, I'm co*ky I act damed Dash at me, you give me the a** pa** you 65 clash you I be the swag master Sensei Bentley washed in wax after Hit all stars in the morn then Sax after If you ask for it, the arm lift Rose is on the dashboard like orange zip Black everything, chrome rims, my arm sick Knockin every track out without a palm fist [Hook] The game whack so I'm back again n***as in the trap like what's happening They wanna see a n***a rap again I ain't on it but the homies not havin it n***as talk that fly sh**, I does that, that's my sh** They like V you ain't comfortable You don't come for mone, you ain't a huxtable [Verse 2] I feel like a when he put out the venguish Or like ec when that sl was dangerous It's too hot for these fake sh**s I done got too hot was on my main sh** I played the block where Ox Rot and Jason Put my money on Poo, G Spot, he acin I got 3 spots I'm chasin Dolla for dolla, servin out of my basement I see a lot of replacements, we lean on you Like we gotta be wasted Just take what's out of the safe then Too many keys, said he gotta be maintenance I'm in the t top slot, it's been a month You n***as only reracked once, sellin d brown While d block buck, in the town I put 8 balls like a Reebok tuck Ah, you can smell the piff, ain'tgotta open the bag You could tell it's it, yeah import her a bag It's what you tell this b**h That's all corny and sad, I can tell you b**h [Hook]