Komin' Back

(Clayco on the beat)
Lonely, oh yeah (Fuck)
Yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

When I hit the road, baby, I ain't coming back
Yeah, 'cause we 'bout that sack like a runningback
I'm back in the A right now, where my lil' money at
Yeah, know if it's 'bout racks, nigga, I'm onto that
They say they love me but they ain't showing that
Yeah, I guess that's what that come with that
Damn, I don't know what I'm running from
Yeah, I just go where the money at
Yeah (Bitch nigga), oh yeah

Yeah, nigga, you my dawg, then you know I lie for you
My big brodie, he Ifa, yeah, alafia
And I was just broke, now I'm eating lobster too
Get money and fly, nigga, bet she swallow you
We just hit that whip, nigga, out the passenger
We just hopped out that whip, nigga, we ain't crashing it
And I made ten bands (Yeah)
Before I made ten thousand followers
And I use to pop Xans (Yeah)
If you walk up wrong then we popping you
Made that bitch do a handstand (Yeah)
She wouldn't fuck me before I went popular
Rockstar jeans on a young nigga
Coming through, I'm dripping like a model, yeah

Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I hit the road, baby, I ain't coming back
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah

When I hit the road, baby, I ain't coming back
Yeah, 'cause we 'bout that sack like a runningback
I'm back in the A right now, where my lil' money at
Yeah, know if it's 'bout racks, nigga, I'm onto that
They say they love me but they ain't showing that
Yeah, I guess that's what that come with that
Damn, I don't know what I'm running from
Yeah, I just go where the money at
Yeah (Bitch nigga), oh yeah

Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah)