Casey Veggies - Back for Another One lyrics

rate me

The moment you've all been waiting for

Uh, say hello to the great one

Mixtapes for free homie, here take one

It might come in handy, a record deal was the best thing

Y'all can hand me, my squad, the new Grammy's, family

Uh, but they ain't feelin' it, oh well, more bars, I'm spillin' it

Every time I touch a mic they be like yo, your touch is tight

Y'all's focus (?) slow shots, bash so hard and slow

Just like a robot, you not hot man

I'm sorry for the truth, Customized Greatly, killin' shit

Casey feels sorry in the booth, uh

Flow's so sweet they put fillings in my tooth, yeah

Fillings in my teeth, Ace the Creator on the beat

Casey Veggies on the vocals got you niggas in a chokehold, uh oh

Yeah, yeah, he's at it again, spread the word tell your moms and your friend

Yeah, because I'm

Back for another one (Goddamn)

Back for another one (Yeah, because I'm)

The difference between me and them rappers

Is I wear clothes fresh out the wrapper

Undivided attention, the shows (?)

And no pants and shit, it must go on

Nigga, volume, too, uh, turn up the volume, too

I'm crazy lyrically, come get at me seriously

Niggas know I kill 'em mentally and spiritually

I hope you're hearin' me, uh

First mixtape was hot, I hope you fear me

Believe that, y'all niggas didn't believe that he rap

And now y'all bob your heads to the things that he rap

Uh, y'all niggas didn't believe that he rap and

Now y'all bob your heads to the things that he rap

This nigga hated and she clap, no handshakes leave daps

Damn, back for another one with robots

I'm so hot, Chicola is a fucking sweater

Look, I can't have no other fun

With my pops probably cause he out with his other son

But, I'm super steezy like my last beat

My bitch super greezy like her lunch be granola bars

I spill healthy verses, call 'em granola bars

Now every bitch wanna eat her Casey Veggies with no salt

Now it's so crazy, other people than my moms is callin' me baby

My nigga get ya hopes down, you couldn't persuade me

To collaborate with you niggas, ya lyrics is lazy

I'm undefeated, but the suede shoes is Puma

I'm the cancer and the tumor with the drums and the tubas blastin'

I'm a crook and it's a castle

If I am the shit, then I'm guessin' my mom's a asshole