Bring It Back Futuristic & Hi-Rez

[Intro: Futuristic]
Yo

[Verse 1: Futuristic]
I make 'em pause the lines, I'm real cordial until you cross the line
My money come with blue faces like it's been rappin' off of time
Often get signs that this was meant to be, a boss with mine
I been tan and the fam, they true colors been showin' off my shine
I gotta bounce, yeah, I gotta bounce, yo
My girl wanna play-fight like Nala, I let her pounce
Ha, I'm on a trip, ayy, somewhere you can't pronounce (Nah)
Niggas' sayin' I fell off, please, go check the account
I don't like stuntin', but fuck it, let's do it real quick, I got two littlе cribs, couple million I spent
Got two others in Cali, I'm movin' in quick, and my girl got a booty that's stupidly thick (Damn)
I got clothеs up in Zumies and shit, and two pools, man, my parties be movie legit
Hit the row, make a hunnid, double or nothin', and diamonds be jumpin' like dudes in a gym (Damn)
J.R. Smith, I AR spit
If you standin,, then you lucky, because they all hit, ugh! (Brr!)
I'm on my job, they get laid off quick
It's crazy that I talk slick and now you're paid off it, bitch

[Chorus: Futuristic]
Bring it back (Bring it back), bring it back (Bring it back)
Bring it back, ayy, bring it back, ayy
Bring it back, ayy, bring it back, ayy
Bring it back, ayy, bring it back