Uh, in 2009, we dropped the hardest shit that you ever heard

Real rap, spit fact shit in every word

Every Jeep, every iPod, on every curb

Every thug, every nerd spittin' every word

Waitin' on the return, we back like reclining chairs

Man monologue, y'all shit vagina care

No Desiigner here, my broads in the A

Would rather yap you than to dap you, applaud with the K

I record with the yay, couple slabs keep the hood moving

College dropout, but I make good music

If you could, do shit, or shut the fuck up

Wanna act bougie, get stuck up

This is where the Timbs gettin' scuffed up, the beards lookin' scruffed up

I'm still dressed in all black, ain't no Puff stuff

Shiny suits, nah, make mine a camo

With MP on the ammo, l'm Rambo

First blood hookin' you in, shit is the worst drug

Tryna ride 'til you die? I'm the hearse plug

You tryna spit the best bars? I'm the verse plug

Word to De La, they my first plug

Either you get it or you learn, play with fire, you get burned

Seen 'em wind up in the urn tryna earn

Case closed confirmed, I can see your concern, y'all had to yearn

Now they ready to rejoice at the return, uh, it's the return

Yo, here we go again

Back together with the classic terror

Better than before, iller metaphors

Comin' correct from the door, even harder than before

The wait is over, here we go again

Back with a vengeance, better than we ever been

Baow, bang, giving you the pain

Double-barrel blast shot lyrics to your brain

Uh, I slow flows y'all to death

But still breathe life in the bars with each breath

Huh, it's ironic from atonic to iconic

The god spit demonic

I breathe chronic on the west, spit piff back at the rest

Sip tea when I be down in the south, who wan fi test?

Don dada, my shit proper, you ship more, but spit nada

The number-one dick rider

Give him applause, give 'em this loss, give 'em a gauze

Your bitch stopped by the crib, huh, give her her drawers

Gave her a burner for a jack, no dick, gave her a pack

Gave her the gat, gave her the map, she gave me it back

Triple time my investment, intertwined in her intestines

And it didn't bust, bae is a blessing

So any beat you bring up, bet you I bless shit

Fuck you expected, huh?

Fuck could you mean? Fuck what you seen, trust the regime

The 2023 CL and Pete, Guru and Preem, Marco and me

And nothing new on the scene could get with it

Who want they shit splitted, huh?

Either you get it or you learn, play with fire, you get burned

Seen 'em wind up in an urn tryna earn

Case closed confirmed, I can see your concern, they had to yearn

Now I make 'em rejoice at the return, uh, it's the return

Yo, here we go again

Back together with the classic terror

Even better than before, iller metaphors

Comin' correct from the door, even harder than before

The wait is over, here we go again

Back with a vengeance, better than we ever been

Baow, bang, giving you the pain

Double-barrel blast shot lyrics to your brain

Double-barrel blast shot lyrics to your brain

Double-barrel blast shot lyrics to your brain

Blast shots lyrics to your brain

Double-barrel blast shot lyrics to your brain