Bluejacket - BACK DOWN Lyrics

Yea I tell em up front
I don't back down
Hit the city with a
Biddie it's a mad house

Yea I smell that f*cking
Spliffy like a dashhound
Post a pic and they all
Asking where I'm at now

Two flavors can't pick
Bring em both up
Yuh Telescope to the stars
Super nova Bitch
Pull up to the
Dirt road we about
Blow up shit

Homie got up on a plane
He owe me four hundred
You don't got no loot
You don't hit up the dungeons
I don't need ya f*cking tips
I go and punch in

Hear the damn ding ding
From the oven
F*ck Twelve but I take
The whole dozen

The way I run shit
You walking
On me cuz it's nothing to me
I just give a hand to
Anyone this in my genes

My mommy taught me
Bout the love
You ain't gon win
Already won I understand
Why you ain't made
No progress

Ooo bet you think you hot shit
Doo doo doo
I'm skipping to the mosh pit
Who am I to cause a problem
You play games
Yea watch me go an mod em

I seen just another
Furry jacket bouta cop em
She just liked my photos
From three weeks ago
It's obvious

Drinkin everyday up out
The week
I hit the bottom
Another red dot
On my forehead
I'm just used to dodging it

I duck undercover
Bust a nut onto another
On the steak
I put the butter
In my tummy
Feel the flutter
When she round me
Feeling dumber
I be talking out on my ass

I be asking for her tumbler
She say wtf is that
I be asking for her number
She asking for pen and pad
In a couple months
I'm asking for another chance
The high is great but
You gonna crash
You feeling bad
But it doesn't last

Yea I tell em up front
I don't back down
Hit the city with a
Biddie it's a mad house
Yea I smell that f*cking
Spliffy like a dashhound
Post a pic and they all
Asking where I'm at now

Get up out buisness
I got options
They blowing a kiss
I blow the bricks down
Piggy go to market
In the trunk
I got the two pounds

Bada bada bing
Yo bitch think
You not a king
You be asking why and
They bringing
Up a lot of things

I'll bring back the
Kill I'll bring
Together all the colonies
They be moving fast but they
Be asking my velocity

I could never give up
Got be who I just gotta be
Why my pocket vibrating
I hate when they
Be calling me

They stepping
In my footsteps
But they swear they ain't
Go follow me
Ego quite the wall wrecking ball
Get to demolishing

Shoutout Miley Cyrus
Talking crush yea she celebrity
Yea you got the flavor but it's
Harry Potter jelly beans
Call me by name
It's still bluejacket
It's authentic g

Homie smoking crack and sister
Sniffing up some ketamine
Depends up on the day
I got my drugs
I need some dopamine
I'm the only one that's really
Holding me back