On the comeback
No hunnid stack
No totin’ gats
Tryna make it back-
To where I was at
Now I’m back on top, no I won’t stop, ever again
Mama say I’m a piece of sh#t, I’m turning insolent
Says she know more rap than me, my thoughts not ignorant
No, I ain’t stopping, no really need for an instrument
Bet they never thought a white boy would rap fast on a beat like this
When in reality, they need a self check to be in my state of bliss
My style of music isn’t one, influences Jenner-is (generous), like Kris
They should’ve thought about Queezy, instead, they getting Kross-ed (crossed), no Kriss
This music is my way of how I gesticulate
Gets h#rn# by my voice, it’s her stimulate
Head for head, girl, that’s my stipulate
Queezy back in this m#th*rf#ck*r
Don’t forget it
Call It A Comeback
b#tch
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