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Back For Everything

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Back For Everything was released on February 25, 2022 by Atlantic Records as a part of the album Back For Everything

Song Details

AlbumBack For Everything

Release DateFebruary 25, 2022

LabelAtlantic Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM86

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kodak Black

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Armond Dewayne Kendrick

Armond Dewayne Kendrick

Songwriter

Bill K. Kapri

Songwriter

Ty-Ron Douglas

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jose Miranda

Assistant Engineer

Chris Athens

Mastering Engineer

Derek Garcia

Mixing Engineer

Buddah Bless

Producer

Mondo

Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]

(Buddha blessed this beat)

(Aye, hey, Mondo)

Aye, aye

I'm back for everything, you heard me? (Yeah)

Yeah

Aye, yeah

[Chorus]

Aye, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop

Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch

Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now

'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks

When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out

I am not that **** to be dissed

Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house

But I promise I don't tell her shit

[Verse 1]

Check my ring, I'm ballin' with my wrist

I'm back for everything I ever missed

Yeah, I been gettin' paper ever since

I ran up out of that cage like I'm a pit

Yeah, double up gang, but I ain't talkin' Rick Ross

Uh, double up gang, I took that shit from Wiz

Rest in peace my ****, but it's his fault

The way you let them kill you like a jitt

Talkin' to Wam, you sayin' the same, did you like a lame

You ain't give a damn, there up in chains and I was already in pain

VVS chain, P.F. Chang, eat out with my main

Droppin' chains at Johnny Dang, bustin' down my fangs

[Chorus]

Aye, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop

Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch

Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now

'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks

When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out

I am not that **** to be dissed

Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house

But I promise I don't tell her shit

[Verse 2]

Aye, zoolin' at the house, fuckin' with TikToks

Yeah, I been goin' viral with my jitts

Yeah, my gun got a drum, I call this motherfucker hip-hop

Hop out the car, tear up a **** hip

Paralyzed from waist down, that was 'posed to be your homie

Every time I'm in H-Town, I suppose I drink some codeine

Christian Louboutin, steppin' red bottom like my toes bleed

My daddy never spent no time with me, still bought him a Roley

I ain't even in my prime, but a young **** on top

I ain't even twenty-five, spent quarter million on a watch

Back for everything that's mine and everything I forgot

And everything that I lost and everything to be got

And really, I'on want your spot

[Chorus]

Aye, forty goin' off, don't make no pitstop

Bustin' down the E-way with my bitch

Why you steady schemin'? Boy, you rich now

'Cause I fell in love with hittin' licks

When that shit get ugly, bring the sticks out

I am not that **** to be dissed

Catch a body, duck off at my bitch house

But I promise I don't tell her shit

Written by: Armond Dewayne Kendrick, Bill K. Kapri, Ty-Ron Douglas

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