Bernard Jabs Back From The Dead
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, ayy (All I really wanted was your love)
Yeah, what? (That's all I wanted)
Yeah, ayy (Your love)
Ayy, yeah (I do this)
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Back from the dead like I'm Chief Keef
Pretty ratchet bitch, she like to f..ck to Bang 3
This shit all I know, so this shit what I bleed
No, you can't trust these ho's, don't tell a motherfuckin' thing
Bitch, I'm back from the dead like I'm Chief Keef (Like I'm Chief Keef)
Pretty ratchet bitch, she like to f..ck to Bang 3 (Like to f..ck to Bang 3)
This shit all I know, so this shit what I bleed
No, you can't trust these ho's, don't tell a motherfuckin' thing, bitch (Motherfuckin' thing)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, wait, that's just how it go
Pimp B so rock and roll, Mr. Make Her Touch Her Toes
She wan' be my girlfriend, but I know she a ho, ok
And the shit like that, I'on get it
Pop a 20 then I get to itchin'
How the f..ck you come around pretendin'?
Why the f..ck you always in my business?
Why these bitches messin' up my vision?
I don't wanna pull out whenever I'm in it
You not a big homie, lil' nigga, you a midget
I came out this way so you know I'ma get it
And f..ck all the talkin', you should've been did it
I didn't f..ck the bitch, but I could've been did it
I'm trippin'
[Chorus]
Back from the dead like I'm Chief Keef
Pretty ratchet bitch, she like to f..ck to Bang 3
This shit all I know, so this shit what I bleed
No, you can't trust these ho's, don't tell a motherfuckin' thing
Bitch, I'm back from the dead
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I feel like I'm Chief Sosa
I just got a check, I went Balenci' like I'm supposed to
Don't know what to do, don't know what to say
You make the wrong move, you get shot in your face
She not my girl, but I'm callin' her "bae"
And I'm lockin' the door, she ain't give no space, yeah
[Outro]
Throw that money though
Not too friendly though
Pussy boy go runnin' though, damn
God damn, ayy
God damn
I can't f..ck with shawty, she a bird
