Gucci Mane Bacc at It Again
Bacc at It Again
Quavo, Yella Beezy, Gucci Mane
- Yr:
- 2019
- 3:48
- 1,290Views
- Playlists:
- #24
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Cook that shit up Quay! Oh my gosh, dorsum at information technology again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'one thousand rappin' again (whippin') Go on on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at information technology) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' once again, hey, hey Big ole 40 on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Go along a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash) Quavo Uh, dorsum at information technology, dorsum at it, uh Count upwards a hundred, throw racks at it, uh Yeah, my wrist a Titanic, uh Water ice striking the glacier, information technology do damage (ice) Uh, yep your nigga gon' panic I come across through her panties like a panoramic (hey) Yeah, so get back to whippin' And get dorsum to trappin' young nigga back at it (woo) Uh, if it's too crowded might shoot out the roof And say, "Let them come up through" (pow pow) Go on it one one thousand when I'grand in the booth I spent two thousand to step in the shoes (gang) Gang on gang how y'all think we gon' lose (gang) Back to back motorcade, that how we motion (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 (dorsum at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'chiliad rappin' again (whippin') Proceed on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'one thousand in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (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 information technology easy, you trippin' I'm leavin' My drank in the freezer, this shit don't come up piece of cake I'm trappin' I mean it, my blood double G 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 telephone call me, lil' baby, I'm sorry don't need ya Terminal calendar month I got shot up, I been went upward on features Body for trunk my niggas some demons We tit for tat, leave y'all busted and bleedin' Stopped in Atlanta in the booth with my Nina Back in the twenty-four hours used to trap in a Beamer I'm a true hustler my bitch is a schemer Skeet in her eyes and that lil' bitch a creamer (aye) Oh my gosh, back at information technology again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'k in the hood, they recollect I'grand back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) (uh), hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' 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) Wrist and then froze, can't milkshake hands, I gotta requite you a pound Way my bank account quadrupled, recollect I'one thousand still slingin' pounds (wow) Told them castin' my vote for who tryna become this dope 'cantankerous the border Grew up I'thousand from E Atlanta, but stand my ground like it'southward Florida F*ck the guess, 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 Look like a Rolls Royce dealership, every time I bring out my cars F*ck the stars, buy the bar, neighborhood superstar (S'Gucci) 20-four K, Bruno Mars, downwards to the drawers (guwop) I'm thinking' large, talkin' old money, Chico DeBarge Lou say I'chiliad xx futuristic movin' this part (it'due south Gucci) Oh my gosh, back at it once again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'one thousand rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'one thousand stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'g back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (dorsum at information technology) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' once more, hey, hey Large ole forty on me, pack-packin' once again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, haversack in the Benz (cash, greenbacks)
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Written by: Christopher North'Quay Rosser, Markies Deandre Conway, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Radric Delantic Davis
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