Back Here Again

Find me in the club now it's back to the crib
Kelly on the track now I'm back to this shit
Chasing hoes like I'm playing tag with a bitch
Yeah it's Sane and I'm fucking back with the hits
And they just tryin' to get their name on the guest list
I'm just living in the fast lane man I'm reckless
And I got my fuckin' tat on my necklace
I got answers if you asking who the next is
Who the motherfuckin' next is
I'm the nigga that they don't wanna mess with
I just wanna bitch just to flex with ya
Take her to the mall spend the checks with ya
Bitches want the money ya they desperate ya
Always on the move man I'm rested ya

They don't gotta chance when I'm in
I just put the bands in a bin
They just gotta hand me the win ya
And I'm back here again
Put the hands in the air
And back here again
And the hands in the air ya
And I'm back here again

How you get it low like that
How you take it slow like that
Got bands man i throw it right back
Stay the night then i took a flight back
And the Jetta in the lot, when i aim man i get it on the dot
With some patience I'll get on the top
Get the chains with the baguettes like a rock
With the baguettes like a rock and it's fat
Think I'm going crazy all i think of is cash
And the speed on the dash ya, I don't ever think of the past ya
Cause in just a blink it could pass ya, And when im gone then ill bring it right back
In the game just to bring the light back, they're like sane how you do it like that

They don't gotta chance when I'm in
I just put the bands in a bin
They just gotta hand me the win ya
And I'm back here again
Put the hands in the air
And back here again
And the hands in the air ya
And I'm back here again