FR.!

Welcome to Violet)
(This song is a war crime)

Yeah, Yeah
Oh, Yeah, Yeah, Oh
Yeah

Back for real
Back for thrills
Tags n' seals
That’s the deal
Trappin' still
Bad for real
How you doing? Like how do you feel
I'm tryna count up n’ run up a mil'
Not feeling them, it's not even a lil
I know some niggas that stay in the field
I know some niggas that bang for real

She said she love me but this just a fling
Won't say "I love you" that shit for the weak
I know when these bitches lie through they teeth
I know when these bitches wanna be seen
Don't wanna slide so I pass to my dawg
Just likе me, he gon fuck her thеn leave
I'm not the type to hold her on a leash
Know you the type to put her on a lease
He ain't making bread like me
He ain't give you head like me
We’re too young to settle
He ain’t change since his school I.D
It's been a minute love
Yet you still tryna find niggas like me
You still tryna find a nigga like me

Yeah, Yeah
Oh, Yeah, Yeah, Oh
Yeah

Back for real
Back for thrills
Tags n’ seals
That's the deal
Trappin' still
Bad for real
How you doing? Like how do you feel
I'm tryna count up n’ run up a mil'
Not feeling them, it's not even a lil
I know some niggas that stay in the field
I know some niggas that bang for real

Back for real
(Yeah)
Back for thrills
(Yeah)
I'm tryna count up n' run up a mil