Lyrics I'm Back - Lil Pump

(CB on the beat)

(Yeah, Jetski)

I'm back (ooh), my whip got a whole lot of straps (whoa, yeah, yeah)
McLaren (brr), two-hundred, I'm hittin' the dash (yeah), woah
Gettin' my dick sucked on the freeway, I might crash (damn)
Lamborghini Urus with red seats, it got no tags (whoa)
Sippin' on drank and I pop pills, got bad habits, okay (uh)
I'm the same nigga got your daughter on Xanax (hoo), huh?
Look at my Patek
Spe-spent a lot of money on jewelry and fashion (yeah-yeah)
Bitch, what's crackin'? (What?)
You don't-, you don't want smoke, boy, send me the addy

Bitches on my dick 'cause I look like Paris Hilton (Paris)
I'm worth a lot of millions, but I will shoot a civilian (damn)
I don't got no feelings (naw), Glock with an extension (pop-pop-pop)
Five hundred K for the Rolls truck and the engine (let's go)
I'm the first one with the stars in a Lamb truck (uh-huh?)
Your Rolls truck got no kit, how the fuck you gon' act up? (How?)
If the beat is whack, the producer gets smacked up
If I wake up and there's no drugs, then I'm throwin' a tantrum (why?)

I'm back (ooh), my whip got a whole lot of straps (whoa, yeah, yeah)
McLaren (brr), two-hundred, I'm hittin' the dash (yeah, whoa)
Gettin' my dick sucked on the freeway, I might crash (damn)
Lamborghini Urus with red seats, it got no tags (whoa)
Sippin' on drank and I pop pills, got bad habits, okay (uh)
I'm the same nigga got your daughter on Xanax (hoo), huh?
Look at my Patek
Spe-spent a lot of money on jewelry and fashion (yeah-yeah)
Bitch, what's crackin'? (What?)
You don't-, you don't want smoke, boy, send me the addy (send it)

(CB on the beat)