Jimi Priceless - Fall Back

Dressed to kill in this bitch, wrote this shit wearing all black
Putting in my two cents, and I’m finna get four back
Don’t give a fuck what they call me, I do not even call back
All them haters gon’ fall back, all them pagans gon’ fall back
Dressed to kill in this bitch, wrote this shit wearing all black
Putting in my two cents, and I’m finna get four back
Don’t give a fuck what they call me, I do not even call back
All them haters gon’ fall back, all them pagans gon’ fall back
If you know what my name is, put respect on my name, bitch
You know you cannot tame this, flow swerve like a lane switch
Takin’ shots, they so aimless, never mind ‘em, they brainless
I be on some Ray J shit, come fuck me and get famous
This is nothing, it’s painless, MJ flow, this shit’s dangerous
Nirvana, Kurt Cobain shit, we are just entertainers
For that coin, they gon’ change quick, hoes be out here so heinous
I don’t talk to no strangers, but the money talkin’ my language
Dressed to kill in this bitch, wrote this shit wearing all black
Putting in my two cents, and I’m finna get four back
Don’t give a fuck what they call me, I do not even call back
All them haters gon’ fall back, all them pagans gon’ fall back
Dressed to kill in this bitch, wrote this shit wearing all black
Putting in my two cents, and I’m finna get four back
Don’t give a fuck what they call me, I do not even call back
All them haters gon’ fall back, all them pagans gon’ fall back
Feeling godly, I’m so blessed, got thedemons like so vexed
All these angels gon’ protect, got the devil like so stressed
Eveready, I’m so prepped, just wait ‘til I go flex
Momma say keep ‘em hoes checked, and they say that she knows best
Out the oven, I’m so fresh, still spending my old cheques
They so gross and I’m grotesque, I keep going, get no rest
If I want it I go get, I don’t know where I’ll go next
You know who, protect your neck, I shut it down like a protest
Dressed to kill in this bitch, wrote this shit wearing all black
Putting in my two cents, and I’m finna get four back
Don’t give a fuck what they call me, I do not even call back
All them haters gon’ fall back, all them pagans gon’ fall back
Dressed to kill in this bitch, wrote this shit wearing all black
Putting in my two cents, and I’m finna get four back
Don’t give a fuck what they call me, I do not even call back
All them haters gon’ fall back, all them pagans gon’ fall back

Written by:
Joshua Valentine

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