Riff raff - Back from the dead (ft. skepta)

Back from the dead Lyrics

[Produced by Will-A-Fool]

[Hook: RiFF RAFF]
Back from the dead, back from the dead
Back from the, back from the dead
Back from the dead, back from the dead
Back from the, back from the dead

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Yeah, the baby blue coupe looks like baby food
My diamonds jumping out the gem since preschool
You a typewriter, I'm the type to collect titles
Yeah, Versace gingivitis, diamonds on my pacifier
I even as a youth crushed jewels upon my tooth
Throw the car seat out the roof, I hit the [?]
I finesse the Jaguar, I candy coated my car
I got Butterfinger interior, intercept a miracle

[Hook: RiFF RAFF]
Back from the dead, back from the dead
Back from the, back from the dead
Back from the dead, back from the dead
Back from the, back from the dead

[Verse 2: Skepta]
If I had to take a L, take it on the chin
Lennox Lewis ting, all I do is win
Seattle for my bling, all you hear is "shiiiing"
Chicken wing swing when I'm dancing with my ting
You think you're scary? I'm dead already
My funeral was amazing, it was beautiful
Doves flying, brothers blazing in the cubicles
Fakes crying
Rest in peace, it's so delusional
But I know that's the usual

[Hook: RiFF RAFF]
Back from the dead, back from the dead
Back from the, back from the dead
Back from the dead, back from the dead
Back from the, back from the dead

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