I'm Back

Me and the boys open up the game
Me and the boys open up the game
Break up your back baby, break up your back (A Lau on the beat)
Break up your back baby, break up your back (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
Me and the boys open up the game
Me and the boys open up the game
Break up your back baby, break up your back
Break up your back baby, break up your back (gang)

And they thought I was done with the shit
Fuck it, so I'ma start buggin' again
Like and they know they can't fuck with the kid
Geekin', I feel like the heart of this shit (ah)
Like every day it get harder and shit
I go harder and shit, baby, pardon the drip
Like anywhere we gon' park out the whip
Kay-Kay, you get your mother and father a bitch

Call me D Payne, double chop, two grips
Two clips off a bean, I'ma fiend for the hit
Crodies, they with me, they throwing up Crip
Bloody's, they with me, we yelling, "Don't trip"
Like red beam for the fours in the V
Green beam for the G, blue beam for the P

And these niggas really ain't fucking with me on the beat
Dougie B, ain't no bigger than he
Like no cap, do the dash, just ride for the cash
Shorty throwing it back, pass for an assist like Nash
Ain't no reason to cap, everything I say facts
Like, hunnid K on my body, I'm tact
They keep dissing the bros, swear to God niggas sad
Bitch, I be 300 DOA
Fuck if you feel a way, add a K then you a pack

Me and the boys open up the game
Me and the boys open up the game
Break up your back baby, break up your back
Break up your back baby, break up your back

Ah
I got it all, I put on for the team
Gotta shit on them niggas who didn't believe
Kay-Kay, he with me, bugging with the heat
That's my brother, I'm clipping cousins just for free (ah)
Call me D Wade, all I need is three
I be boomin' to kill, fiendin' for a P
He said me, be an imposter
I ain't never wanna be a pop bum
You a loser, niggas need to stop it
With some lil' dirty niggas on the roster
But fuck that, let's get litty
We get benty, Wocky with the casa
Watch her get sturdy, was about to pop her
Zaza punching, kicking me like "Tada"
Mention the bro, that's a ticket to bye-bye
We turnin' up every time that a opp die
Bullets gon' rip through his shirt, now it's tie dye
He tried to run, watch he tripped, now he fly high
Throw up the score, we gon' link, it's a high five (ah)
Mexican pain, we don't geek, we gon' cha-cha (cha)

And they thought I was done with the shit
Fuck it, so I'ma start buggin' again
Like and they know they can't fuck with the kid
Geekin', I feel like the heart of this shit
Like every day it get harder and shit
I go harder and shit, baby, pardon the drip
Like anywhere we gon' park out the whip
Kay-Kay, you get your mother and father a bitch

Me and the boys open up the game
Me and the boys open up the game (DOA, DOA)
Break up your back baby, break up your back
Break up your back baby, break up your back