Guess Who Lyrics - Singles - Xv

[Hook] 

Guess who's bizack? Back for the platinum and gold 

The green backpack's back for a go 

I tried to relax and put the green backpack on hold 

But now it's 'bout to get packaged and sold 

[Verse 1] 

I'm back, bitch, the man is comin' 

With plans to rush yah, comin' from the land of nothin' 

Hand is rushin', writin' lyrics, can't save paper 

Breakin' down trees as my momma wait for acres 

Told her I'mma take her off the block like Jenga 

For times I might have hanged in the night with night strangers 

Before me and my bro was the black and white ranger 

On Halloween night, frightened whites and nice neighbors 

Hoods that we played in and girls that we played on 

Had us lookin' suspicious to niggas like we're Trayvon 

Just another obstacle in a Wichita carnival 

Makin' it out the belly of the devil's abdominal 

Square nigga so I ain't even round 

I'm with yo bitch, she hit me when I came into town 

I'm on yo shit, but luckily I came in her mouth 

I'm respectful to an extent, X went in, was out 

Now when you layin' her down, you feel a crook in it 

You goin' down with your mouth, and now it look different 

I was all in your house, she even cooked in it 

She made that salmon and shrimp, that shit good, isn't it? 

Just ride with it when you get to drive it 

Some don't get to try it, watch it as they sit behind it 

I bet those LA nights had fuckin' been a riot 

But I'm just mindin' my business and stayin business minded 

Guess who's bizack