Lyrics Back at It Again Back at It Again
Bacc at It Once more
Quavo, Yella Beezy, Gucci Mane
- Year:
- 2019
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Cook that shit up Quay! Oh my gosh, back at it again (dorsum at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'k rappin' once more (whippin') Continue on playin' bowwow, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, dorsum at it again (back at information technology) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' once again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, haversack in the Benz (cash, cash) Quavo Uh, back at it, back at it, uh Count up a hundred, throw racks at information technology, uh Yeah, my wrist a Titanic, uh Ice hitting the glacier, it do damage (ice) Uh, yeah your nigga gon' panic I see through her panties like a panoramic (hey) Yeah, so get dorsum to whippin' And get dorsum to trappin' immature nigga back at it (woo) Uh, if information technology'due south too crowded might shoot out the roof And say, "Allow them come through" (prisoner of war pow) Keep information technology one grand when I'thousand in the booth I spent 2 thousand to step in the shoes (gang) Gang on gang how you call back we gon' lose (gang) Back to back motorcade, that how we move (woo) On momma porch was sittin' on the stoop (momma) When I hopped up I took off to the Moon (ooh) Oh my gosh, dorsum at it again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' over again (whippin') Go along on playin' bitch, then I'1000 stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'k back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, dorsum at it again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' once more, hey, hey Large ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash) My diamonds like Fiji, bitch, I'm Yella Beezy Iced-out in this freezer, but copped a Luigi Oh accept information technology easy, you trippin' I'm leavin' My drank in the freezer, this shit don't come easy I'm trappin' I mean it, my claret double One thousand me The Cougar the heater, take la señorita I'll ship some shots through a nigga wife-beater Chopper knock a nigga out on his people Don't phone call me, lil' infant, I'm sorry don't need ya Concluding month I got shot upward, I been went up on features Body for body my niggas some demons We tit for tat, exit you busted and bleedin' Stopped in Atlanta in the booth with my Nina Back in the day used to trap in a Beamer I'thou a truthful hustler my bowwow is a schemer Skeet in her eyes and that lil' bitch a creamer (aye) Oh my gosh, dorsum at information technology once again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'1000 stabbin' your friend (woo) I'grand in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at information technology) (uh), hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Proceed a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash) Wrist so froze, tin can't milkshake hands, I gotta give y'all a pound Fashion my banking concern account quadrupled, think I'm notwithstanding slingin' pounds (wow) Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this dope 'cross the edge Grew up I'm from Eastward Atlanta, simply stand my ground like it'south Florida F*ck the judge, f*ck the bailiff, f*ck the local reporter Tell the whole truth to my lawyer, Guwop slicker than oil Park the Dawn, rode the Wraith to the trap with the Adler Expect like a Rolls Royce dealership, every time I bring out my cars F*ck the stars, buy the bar, neighborhood superstar (S'Gucci) Twenty-iv K, Bruno Mars, downwardly to the drawers (guwop) I'm thinking' large, talkin' onetime money, Chico DeBarge Lou say I'chiliad twenty futuristic movin' this part (it's Gucci) Oh my gosh, back at it over again (dorsum at information technology) In the kitchen whippin', I'grand rappin' over again (whippin') Go on on playin' bowwow, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'thou in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at information technology again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' over again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash)
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Written by: Christopher N'Quay Rosser, Markies Deandre Conway, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Radric Delantic Davis
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