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Bacc at It Again

Quavo, Yella Beezy, Gucci Mane

Year:

2019

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Melt that shit upwards Quay!  Oh my gosh, back at it again (dorsum at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'yard rappin' again (whippin') Proceed on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'thousand in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it over again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole 40 on me, pack-packin' once again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, greenbacks)  Quavo Uh, back at it, back at information technology, uh Count up a hundred, throw racks at it, uh Yeah, my wrist a Titanic, uh Ice hit the glacier, information technology practise impairment (ice) Uh, yeah your nigga gon' panic I see through her panties like a panoramic (hey) Yep, and so get dorsum to whippin' And go dorsum to trappin' young nigga back at it (woo) Uh, if it'southward likewise crowded might shoot out the roof And say, "Permit them come through" (prisoner of war prisoner of war) Go on it ane m when I'm in the booth I spent two k to stride in the shoes (gang) Gang on gang how yous think we gon' lose (gang) Back to dorsum motorcade, that how nosotros move (woo) On momma porch was sittin' on the stoop (momma) When I hopped upwardly I took off to the Moon (ooh)  Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'1000 rappin' over again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'k in the hood, they recollect I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it over again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' over again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' once more (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash)  My diamonds like Republic of the fiji islands, bitch, I'm Yella Beezy Iced-out in this freezer, just copped a Luigi Oh take it easy, you trippin' I'chiliad leavin' My drank in the freezer, this shit don't come up easy I'm trappin' I hateful it, my claret double K me The Cougar the heater, have la señorita I'll send some shots through a nigga wife-beater Chopper knock a nigga out on his people Don't call me, lil' baby, I'yard sorry don't demand ya Terminal month I got shot upwards, I been went upwardly on features Body for body my niggas some demons We tit for tat, leave you busted and bleedin' Stopped in Atlanta in the berth with my Nina Back in the day used to trap in a Beamer I'grand a true hustler my bitch is a schemer Skeet in her optics and that lil' bitch a creamer (aye)  Oh my gosh, back at it once more (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'chiliad rappin' again (whippin') Go on on playin' bitch, then I'thousand stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they call back I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at information technology again (dorsum at it) (uh), hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole twoscore on me, pack-packin' once again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (greenbacks, greenbacks)  Wrist so froze, tin can't shake easily, I gotta give you a pound Way my banking concern account quadrupled, think I'm still slingin' pounds (wow) Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this dope 'cross the edge Grew upwardly I'g from East Atlanta, only stand my ground like it's Florida F*ck the approximate, 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 1000, Bruno Mars, down to the drawers (guwop) I'm thinking' large, talkin' old money, Chico DeBarge Lou say I'm 20 futuristic movin' this part (it'southward Gucci)  Oh my gosh, back at it over again (dorsum at information technology) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' again (whippin') Go on on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'chiliad in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (dorsum at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' over again, hey, hey Big ole twoscore on me, pack-packin' once more (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, greenbacks)

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Written past: Christopher N'Quay Rosser, Markies Deandre Conway, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Radric Delantic Davis

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