King Von – Back Again lyrics

(ft. Prince Dre & Lil Durk)

(Tay Keith, f*** these n***** up)

[Lil Durk]
Blast his a**
I don’t even ask when it come to cash, they catch him
Blast his a**
Jam get out that jam, I gave him fifty, ain’t gotta ask again
He was catchin’ murders, way back then, that’s when the max was in
I don’t drink that red or that green, bring back the Act again
F***** her then she told that she hate me, now she back again
And you still alive, you better be lucky, ain’t no traffickin’
Hate they a** so much, we dig ’em up and tell ’em, “Die again”
I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in
N***** told me, all the rappers p****, ain’t no rapper then
They told ’em what type of car was in, I had to go get it wrapped again
Say when I get on, ain’t no more thots, we f*****’ actresses
B****, you know we lyin’, we f*****’ thotties on the mattresses

[Prince Dre]
Hey, pop out like a ghost
They like, “Prince Dre, boy, he back again” (Uh)
If a body movin’, I spin back again, clap again (Uh)
I be in the [?] with a choppa like I’m Soulja Slim (Uh, hey, hey)
O’Block they my brothers but 300 that’s my woadie nem
Don’t be my f****** partners
I be movin’ through these b****, ain’t worried ’bout no oppers (Ain’t worried ’bout no, ooh)
I’m a f*****’ shooter
And I’m dreaded like a rasta
I be runnin’ up that bag, I been trappin’ out that charger (Skrrr)
Foenem screamin’, “Get back”
You know I’m with that (Uh)
Long live [?], but T-Roy can’t forget hec
Project baby, 6-4 shawty, got it on my back (Uh)
Chopper bullet, make a somersault then put ’em on his back (Boom, boom)

[King Von]
I ain’t tryna squash no beef, n**** (Squash no beef, n****)
We into it ’til you die, real street n**** (Real street n****)
At yo’ funeral, I might just slide, rest in pee, n**** (Rest in pee, n****)
Shoot up everybody that’s outside
I bet Wooski feel this one (Boom-boom, boom-boom)
I bet Wooski still twitchin’ (Damn, damn-damn)
He changed, somethin’ different
I got clips like Mel Gibson (Yeah)
All full, none of them empty (Grrah, grrah)
I know n***** scared to come around when I pop out outside (I know it)
I done gave n***** whole head starts (What?), still I hawk ’em down (Boom, boom)
That s*** crazy (Damn)
Krump was doin’ all that woofin’ and he ain’t even make it (Damn)
Melly got shot up in the party, started Harlem shakin’ (Damn, damn, damn)
If the pigs keep tweakin’, I’ma start frying bacon (Boom, boom)
The difference between me and you, is you be askin’, I be takin’ (Boom, boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom)

[Lil Durk]
Blast his a**
I don’t even ask when it come to cash, they catch him
Blast his a**
Jam get out that jam, I gave him fifty, ain’t gotta ask again
He was catchin’ murders, way back then, that’s when the max was in
I don’t drink that red or that green, bring back the Ac’ again
F***** her then she told that she hate me, now she back again
And you still alive, you better be lucky, ain’t no traffickin’
Hate they a** so much, we dig ’em up and tell ’em “Die again”
I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in