Make It Back

I don't know about these niggas Ima make it back I'm putting 10s up in this tech Know you aint taking that See it in his eyes You catch a body ain't no faking that Surround his house with beams Like this mother fucking laser tag Swap the car then burn the last one We spin got paper tags 5Q5Z Boy you know I ain't saying that If you asking who the best Then go ahead and play it back I'm bringing drums on the mission I'm the one who made the track Every mission gone I was thinking bout my bitch Like is he finna die Or is this one going be it I was shooting niggas Before I even thought of joining Crips He had a problem on his shoulder But you know what we do to chips Bitch we eat em Any animosity Bitch we meet em Boy wanna stand tall I bet this glock a fucking seat him He came with his nigga But this AR going retreat em It go fye fye fye How it's 5 of em if we leave em They calling me a demon It's just something in my mind Knowing you can die And knowing so can I So ima shoot first With my niggas Every time my niggas slide I might ride with a 9 It's 556s when we slide I told that bitch she need to kill too She said Bonny Clyde I just love talking shit I know that she ain't really mine For my niggas it ain't nothing I put your life up on that line Now you talking to your god And he asking bout them lies I don't know about these niggas Ima make it back I'm putting 10s up in this tech Know you aint taking that See it in his eyes You catch a body ain't no faking that Surround his house with beams Like this mother fucking laser tag Swap the car then burn the last one We spin got paper tags 5Q5Z Boy you know I ain't saying that If you asking who the best Then go ahead and play it back I'm bringing drums on the mission I'm the one who made the track She said boy don't stop So fuck it I go faster Make her fall in love Then i'm gone call me Casper Bitch i been dropping bombs So all them guns don't even matter Only god know the truth Suck my dick out to the pastor If it ain't about no money Then don't just hit my line Nigga playing with my cousin Than that gamer nigga dying Gloves on mask on Head down when we sliding Hard for me to love a bitch But the lord know I be trying She said why not trust a bitch Cause bitches they be choosing Never knowing if she yours Or if you really losing Niggas die over pussy And killing baby what we doing I'm just trynna teach these niggas You can call this Wizzy schooling And if you owe me money You ain't dead yet we cooling I ain't tripping off no money My respect than you losing Beat from the front the back On her neck I leave bruises She ain't my bitch but we fucking I'm like bitch what we doing I don't know about these niggas Ima make it back I'm putting 10s up in this tech Know you aint taking that See it in his eyes You catch a body ain't no faking that Surround his house with beams Like this mother fucking laser tag Swap the car then burn the last one We spin got paper tags 5Q5Z Boy you know I ain't saying that If you asking who the best Then go ahead and play it back I'm bringing drums on the mission I'm the one who made the track