Ragos Back

[Verse 1]
Loud pack in my lungs (Loud)
I roll this blunt and wait for the reload (Ayy)
Send my brodie D 'round there (Dennis)
He'll take man's packs and chains, no Deebo (Ayy, yeah)
Land with a zoot, got grams in Heathrow (Nyoom)
Might fly 'Dam, that's just for FEBO (Ayy)
Main bitch left and it hurt my ego (Damn)
Old-school days, move keys with Vito (Back)
Ayy, too many fakes, better stay in their lane (They're scared)
I'll pop two Xans, don't feel no pain (Xans)
And I burn through these kilos, Gucci Mane (Ayy)
And I'll send my menu, pick you a strain (Pick one)
Bro's lost his marbles, move insane (He's mad)
He's moved ten bricks, don't deal no 'caine
Just sold my bust-down, now it's all plain

[Chorus]
What they talk is cap (Ayy)
These whores be mad that Rago's back (Yeah)
Move two keys and I went to the booth
I rap the truth, they ain't doin' no trap (They're cappin')
And bro's got waps (Ayy)
Off lean, tryna fight these heart attacks (Fightin')
J-jump in coupes that ain't got no roof
My bro just backed it, best move back (Baow)

[Verse 2]
Fiend for the Ps, I guarantee risk it (I'll risk it)
Grab it, licked it, bagged and flipped it (Nyoom)
Bro got lines, move crack in Ipswich (Yeah)
London boy, I'm doin' this richtig (Gang)
Bro's on the run 'cause the phone's encrypted (My brodie)
Talk on net, soon get airlifted (Yeah)
Bad lil' bitch, just stroke, don't twist it (Don't twist it)
One phone call, watch bricks get shifted (Blaow)
Make one call, watch bricks get gone (Ayy)
**** step with leathers on (Busy)
This life full of sin, how I live is wrong (Yeah)
Pay racks for the lean, don't sip no Dom (No way)
This cat can't wait, don't take too long (Quick)
Got a bad lil' bitch, I'ma rip her thong (She a bad one)
Soon top of the game, then call me Kong (Ayy)
Left fakes in the past, I'm movin' on (I'm done)

[Chorus]
What they talk is cap (Yeah)
These whores be mad that Rago's back (I'm back)
Move two keys and I went to the booth
I rap the truth, they ain't doin' no trap (They're cappin')
And bro's got waps (Yeah)
Off lean, tryna fight these heart attacks (Ayy)
J-jump in coupes that ain't got no roof (Nyoom)
My bro just backed it, best move back
What they talk is cap (Cap)
These whores be mad that Rago's back (Faggots)
Move two keys and I went to the booth
I rap the truth, they ain't doin' no trap
And bro's got waps (Gang)
Off lean, tryna fight these heart attacks (Brodie)
J-jump in coupes that ain't got no roof (Nyoom)
My bro just backed it, best move back