back outside Pt. 2 (feat. BigE)

Fuck on ya nigga no cap (no cap)
Y'all bitches all coming up average
I'll likely swerve on that ass
See how you want it, can't handle it?
He hit, he scrambling
He calling a bitch to come back
Don't call me it ain't bout no stacks
Don't call me just cash on that app
That beat, that go dumb, it's gone slap
That beat, it go dumb, it's gone slap
Ass fat, he gone slap it
Black, smart, and attractive
Nigga on me, he active
He can't get what he want
All cash, no fronts
Nice plate, look like lunch
Ah
I tell her ass don't play with me
Then put in the work like an agency
All that crying hun don't mean shit to me
But you know it's never any guarantees
She put her hands together, down on her knees
Who she praying to?
Nigga God or me
Treat me just like the fucking Mack
But I don't look like Goldie
Maybe it's because of the stee
Maybe the braids, the face
The fact I never repeat, until the day that I'm 6 feet deep
Maybe 18 because we don't fuck with 12
Cause they quick to send a nigga to hell
If she one of them she can go back outside
And fuck herself as well
Back outside
Back to life
And you don't want it with me
You don't want it with me
And what am I to do?
If you don't want it with me
Then I don't want it with you