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YSN Flow – Back For My Ends Lyrics

Back For My Ends By YSN Flow

Ayo, Shoki, this go crazy
Iceberg want a bag, bitch

I came back for my ends
That money my friend
Hopped back with them Xannies, I’m sinnin’ again
I hopped out of that Benz, windows got tint
‘Cause they tryna see what I do in the whip
Got a bitch in the whip and she ba-ha-had
Bad, bad, bad, bad
I’ma make her my bitch, ’cause she ba-ha-had
Bad, bad, bad, bad

Do you got love for a thug?
Or just tell me is it a dub?
Baby, I’ve been in the trenches and lately I needed a hug
Lately, I’ve been on the low, and I need me the one
Shawty, you bad to the bone
Come here lil’ mama and put your number in my phone
Make sure you answer my calls, or off on your brother
And I’m gonna bust his fuckin’ dome
Nah, I’m playin’, I’m just tryna talk to you
I hit you up on all of the medias and apps
And I feel like I’m stalkin’ you
I’m just tryna find a spark with you
How am I suppose to feel when I’m in the field with the dead?
Getting this bread, dodging this led
And the only fuckin’ thing I see, is your smile in my head

I came back for my ends
That money my friend
Hopped back with them Xannies, I’m sinnin’ again
I hopped out of that Benz, windows got tint
‘Cause they tryna see what I do in the whip
Got a bitch in the whip and she ba-ha-had
Bad, bad, bad, bad
I’ma make her my bitch, ’cause she ba-ha-had
Bad, bad, bad, bad

My mama told me I’m chosen, and my mama told me to focus, ’cause I’m finna blow
Big automatic, I’m totin’ and it leave ’em open, and I put it back in the coat
Down on my ass, since ’em niggas laughed, don’t know why these niggas think this a joke
I’m steady sinnin’, thats just how I’m livin’
My bitch think I need to go see the pope
I do not need nobody
Niggas cap, can’t believe nobody
How you rich but ain’t feed nobody
He ain’t street he ain’t seen no homi’s
Fucked up from the a lot these niggas showed us, that’s why I moved away
And I’ma stay away until I break that bank

I came back for my ends
That money my friend
Hopped back with them Xannies, I’m sinnin’ again
I hopped out of that Benz, windows got tint
‘Cause they tryna see what I do in the whip
Got a bitch in the whip and she ba-ha-had
Bad, bad, bad, bad
I’ma make her my bitch, ’cause she ba-ha-had
Bad, bad, bad, bad