BCK2LIFE Lyrics

40 pointers on me I'm the shit

30 dirty cups a nigga hit

Up that choppa, choppa leave em' hit (fye)

Up that choppa, choppa leave em'

40 pointers on me I'm the shit

30 dirty cups a nigga hit

Up that choppa, choppa leave em' hit (fye)

Up that choppa, choppa leave em'

Told that bitch I'm leaving, just like

Label hit me tryna meet on,

I'm still tryna find who I am

I could never fail with my chance

Rubber band man

Hunnid band man

Fuck it, Batman

Imma do my dance man

(Yeah, yuh)

Tophill bitch

(Yeah, yuh)

This is Tophill shit

This is not yo' bitch

I just flooded my wrist

I just caught a lil' glimpse

Finna go up with this shit

Just save me

I won't ever, ever miss no

I won't ever, ever miss no

Save me

It's a panic at the disco

Sippin' lean, sippin' drank at the disco

Now I'm poppin' off, nigga Crisco

They was talking all that shit, where that shit go

Now they watching what I do, like it's Cisco

I be singing on this shit, and getting paid for it

Oh you sit behind a desk, well how that's going for you

I could never do that shit, and I ain't going for it

I could never do that shit no

I be getting way to geeked fasho

40 pointers on me I'm the shit

30 dirty cups a nigga hit

Up that choppa, choppa leave em' hit (fye)

Up that choppa, choppa leave em'

40 pointers on me I'm the shit

30 dirty cups a nigga hit

Up that choppa, choppa leave em' hit (fye)

Up that choppa, choppa leave em'

Told that bitch I'm leaving, just like

Label hit me tryna meet on,

I'm still tryna find who I am

I could never fail with my chance

Rubber band man

Hunnid band man

Fuck it, Batman

Imma do my dance man

(Yeah, yea)

Imma do my dance man

Imma count these bands aw, yea

Imma count this cash aw, yea

(40 pointers on me I'm the shit)

(30 dirty cups a nigga hit)

(40 pointers on me I'm the shit)

(30 dirty cups a nigga hit)