Right Back Lyrics - Wifisfuneral

[Intro: Ryan] 

Hi, my name is Ryan 

I'm in this bitch for my nigga Wifisfuneral 

And the kid before trunks 

[Verse 1: Wifisfuneral] 

I scream low rate death in the skies 

3 xanax gon' put it to the test 

I kill a motherfucker blank dead in the eye 

Demons coming out in the evening, greaming 

I can't lie man, I wish I was dead right now 

[?] 

I'd bury myself in the motherfucking grave right now 

What's the play right now? 

Young dead pimp coming alive from the motherfucking grave right now 

Ay, dubs in my body can't move 

You walk around like a human pharmaceutical 

I ain't new to this, ain't new to you 

I'm postin' guap bitch how 'bout you 

Got bands on bands, I can throw to the roof 

Got drugs on drugs and your bitch getting loose 

Got drinks, got purp, got sticks, what it do? 

Bussin' right back on the pack 

Name another nigga with the sack 

Got six pints of the tech 

Spent ten bands on my wrist 

Spent 800 right on these shoes 

Air game, wrist game, what it do? 

Know if any bitch swallow my babies 

New block, 40 go crazy 

But fuck that, now I got paper 

The lean move slow like the matrix 

New block, 40 go crazy 

But fuck that, now I got paper 

The lean move slow like the matrix 

New block, 40 go crazy 

But fuck that, now I got paper 

[Hook: Wifisfuneral] 

Bussin' right back on the pack 

Name another nigga with the sack 

Bussin' right back on the pack 

Name another nigga with the sack 

Bussin' right back on the pack 

Name another nigga with the sack 

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[Verse 2: Yung KiD Trunks] 

Two checks to your motherfucking chest 

High class weed, smokin' stank like a motherfucking pest 

My cup dirtier than the L.A river 

Diamonds on me is gon' make you shiver 

Sippin on act you can check my liver 

My chain is so swolled and it look like glitter 

Choked out, smoked out, what you crying about? 

Lyin' down on your feelings now you're crying now 

I heard a [?] bitch that you talking now 

I feel no empathy as we gon' kill your rave, bitch 

Eight ounce, eight ounce 

Four ounce, break it down 

Eight ounce 

Four ounce, five ounce, break it down 

One pound, two pound, smoke it down, break it down 

One ounce, eight ounce, three ounce, break it down 

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[Hook: Wifisfuneral] 

Bussin' right back on the pack 

Name another nigga with the sack 

Bussin' right back on the pack 

Name another nigga with the sack 

Bussin' right back on the pack 

Name another nigga with the sack