Songtexte Comin' Right Back - Christo Amp

Champ
And I'm comin' right
Comin' right back
(Ch-ka-ch-ka-Champ)
And I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin' right back
Yea, I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin' right back (Right back)
Yea, I'm comin' right back (Right back), yea, I'm comin' right back (Right back)
Yea, I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin' right back (Yea, yea, yea)
Young and I'm black (Yea)
Young and I'm black, young and I'm black (And I'm black)
Young and I'm black (And I'm black) young and I'm black and I'm comin' right back (Uh)

Runnin' with the sack
From a niggas with a strap
And her right behind my back (Brrr)
Fuck em niggas' with the badge (Fuck 'em)
Coppers you can kiss my ass
And them motherfuckin' racist
Tryna hate me cause I'm black
Tryna hate me cause I'm black
Man, what kind of shit is that
Look at where we livin' at
Ain't nobody tryna hear it
So I'm fuckin' comin' back like a boomerang
'Cause I put it in the music just for you to bang
Sippin' syrup, swang 'n bag when I'm switchin' lanes
And I ain't got a whip buy my bitches may
Another day, another dollar, I'm just gettin' paid
Rather if its legal money or a different way
If you fuckin waitin' tables with the dinner plates
Stack your paper to the sky like your flippin' weight
Ch-ka-ch-ka-Champ

And I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin' right back
Yea, I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin' right back (Right back)
Yea, I'm comin' right back (Right back), yea, I'm comin' right back (Right back)
Yea, I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin' right back (Yea, yea, yea)
Young and I'm black (Yea)
Young and I'm black, young and I'm black (And I'm black)
Young and I'm black (And I'm black)
Young and I'm black and I'm comin' right back (Uh)

Callin' up my shooter (Shooter, shooter)
For a nigga actin foolish
I'ma cock it, then he pull it
But, nigga I'm just coolin'
But, you don't wanna see me lose it
Actin stupid gon' get you in a dumb spot
Tryna be hard nigga, you a gumdrop
Got my middle finger up motherfuck cops
And I got way too much skill to need luck, bruh
I'm that nigga that you vibe with, but you don't fuck with (Don't fuck with me)
I'm a hippie nigga, I don't deal with the fuck shit
And black lives don't matter to the opposite skin (Opposite skin)
See a nigga in the news then they stop and they grin (Stop and they grin)
High-class white people make the low look back
Seein' our people die, that's why we mad
Dead bodies in the county, still takin' the flash
And the person behind the camera hold confederate flags'
So fuck 'em

And I'm comin'right back, yea, I'm comin right back
Yea, I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin right back (Right back)
Yea, I'm comin' right back (Right back) yea, I'm comin right back (Right back)
Yea, I'm comin' right back, yea, I'm comin right back (Yea, yea, yea)
Young and I'm black (Yea)
Young and I'm black, young and I'm black (And I'm black)
Young and I'm black (And I'm black) young and I'm black and I'm comin' right back (Uh)