Yeah, Aye
They be like where you at bro
Bitch I'm back, yeah
Bitch I'm, yeah
Yeah
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
I'm back I'm back
Marathon running this ain't no track
(This ain't no track)
Miles and photos no looking back
(No not at that)
Grindin and running up all these Racks
(Four pockets fat)
Bitch know that ain't cap 180 I'm Flippin that
Runnin up my shit like what it do Baby
Got my boys in the back
713 tat
Jesus Christ got my back
I used to kick goals now I'm over that
F*ck what you got cause that shit is wack
It's family and money and only that
I left for a minute but bitch I'm back
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, I got racks now
I was robbing niggas for the pack Wow
Yeah the shit get sticky like a tack Ouch
Pull the strap make him back down
Never changed up i just move Different
Making hits this shit slap now
For that money nigga i was tool Gripping
But its different ways to chase a bag Now
G PHI
Racks up
Pretty bitch but she act up
I run with them niggas we stay Strapped up
Keep them macs tucked talking no Cheese
Niggas hating they don't even know Me
You a real nigga gotta show me
I miss the old me they can't hold me
You can't change a nigga don't mold Me
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Harper - Back Now (feat. D'angelo George & 3k Uly) Lyrics
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Yeah, Aye
They be like where you at bro
Bitch I'm back, yeah
Bitch I'm, yeah
Yeah
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
I'm back I'm back
Marathon running this ain't no track
(This ain't no track)
Miles and photos no looking back
(No not at that)
Grindin and running up all these Racks
(Four pockets fat)
Bitch know that ain't cap 180 I'm Flippin that
Runnin up my shit like what it do Baby
Got my boys in the back
713 tat
Jesus Christ got my back
I used to kick goals now I'm over that
F*ck what you got cause that shit is wack
It's family and money and only that
I left for a minute but bitch I'm back
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, I got racks now
I was robbing niggas for the pack Wow
Yeah the shit get sticky like a tack Ouch
Pull the strap make him back down
Never changed up i just move Different
Making hits this shit slap now
For that money nigga i was tool Gripping
But its different ways to chase a bag Now
G PHI
Racks up
Pretty bitch but she act up
I run with them niggas we stay Strapped up
Keep them macs tucked talking no Cheese
Niggas hating they don't even know Me
You a real nigga gotta show me
I miss the old me they can't hold me
You can't change a nigga don't mold Me
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
They be like where you at bro
Bitch I'm back, yeah
Bitch I'm, yeah
Yeah
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
I'm back I'm back
Marathon running this ain't no track
(This ain't no track)
Miles and photos no looking back
(No not at that)
Grindin and running up all these Racks
(Four pockets fat)
Bitch know that ain't cap 180 I'm Flippin that
Runnin up my shit like what it do Baby
Got my boys in the back
713 tat
Jesus Christ got my back
I used to kick goals now I'm over that
F*ck what you got cause that shit is wack
It's family and money and only that
I left for a minute but bitch I'm back
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Bitch I'm back now, I got racks now
I was robbing niggas for the pack Wow
Yeah the shit get sticky like a tack Ouch
Pull the strap make him back down
Never changed up i just move Different
Making hits this shit slap now
For that money nigga i was tool Gripping
But its different ways to chase a bag Now
G PHI
Racks up
Pretty bitch but she act up
I run with them niggas we stay Strapped up
Keep them macs tucked talking no Cheese
Niggas hating they don't even know Me
You a real nigga gotta show me
I miss the old me they can't hold me
You can't change a nigga don't mold Me
Bitch I'm back now, yeah
I'm better than ever
I got some stacks now
Oh I'm fully loaded
I'm running laps round
Yeah, uh
F*ck your crew that's what my pack Bout
Knock them out like Pacquiao, uh
Writer: Harper Alt
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