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yung tax collector - come back lyrics

[artist tag]
is that you my brother?

[prod tag]
this should be played at a high volume. c+c+c+coridaarist

[chorus]
my girl left but she came back
she even had all of her clothes packed
i be vibing like return of the mack
she lookin through my phone just like sacks
all of my bars are just facts
she from the east just like pax
im filthy rich cause i dont pay tax
spreadin propaganda just like dax
my girl left but she came back
she even had all of her clothes packed
i be vibing like return of the mack
she lookin through my phonе just like sacks
all of my bars are just facts
she from thе east just like pax
im filthy rich cause i dont pay tax
spreadin propaganda just like dax

[verse 1]
ay chillin with jesus you can call me kanye
chillin with a bad chick and she from bombay
all my homies dead r.i.p. harambe
my girl left me yes im not ok
so many good verses just like the bible
if you talk down i hit you with this rifle
im with my homies you better not trifle
all this money makin me smile
gone for a while just like coryxkenshine
you are so annoying get out of my mentions
get more money yeah that is my mission
got that drip just like im fishin
all this rapping is super tiring
ballin with these dudes just like kyrie
all of my songs are so firey
write my thoughts down in my diary
[chorus]
my girl left but she came back
she even had all of her clothes packed
i be vibing like return of the mack
she lookin through my phone just like sacks
all of my bars are just facts
she from the east just like pax
im filthy rich cause i dont pay tax
spreadin propaganda just like dax

[verse 2]
switch up the flow yeah switch up the chorus
you be ? just like a tortoise
i ? just like ?
my obesity is morbid
? like lil nas x you are h0m+s+xual
im at yo girls house we gettin s+xual
all of my lyrics are nonsensicle
my bank account is unaprehensible

[(instrumental intrulude)]

[verse 3]
you thought i was gone but i came back
i got the glock so i shoot you in your sack
i got the seatbeat i got the strap
i got you runnin like you doin laps
im not lyin im speakin fast
got yo girl wheezin like asthma attack
you call me broke but im gettin racks
i get the stick yeah i get the tack
[outro]
oh yeah dude, guitar solo! haha!

- yung tax collector lyrics

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