Gucci Mane Back at It Again

Bacc at It Again

Quavo, Yella Beezy, Gucci Mane

Bacc at It Again


Year:
2019
3:48
i,306
#24

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Cook that shit upwardly Quay!  Oh my gosh, dorsum at it over again (back at information technology) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' once more (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, so I'yard stabbin' your friend (woo) I'chiliad in the hood, they call back I'm back trappin' once again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it once again (back at information technology) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' once more, hey, hey Large ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Go on a quarter on me, haversack in the Benz (cash, greenbacks)  Quavo Uh, back at information technology, back at information technology, uh Count up a hundred, throw racks at it, uh Yeah, my wrist a Titanic, uh Ice hitting the glacier, it exercise damage (ice) Uh, yes your nigga gon' panic I come across through her panties similar a panoramic (hey) Yep, and so get back to whippin' And go dorsum to trappin' young nigga back at information technology (woo) Uh, if it's also crowded might shoot out the roof And say, "Allow them come up through" (pw pw) Keep it k when I'yard in the booth I spent two thousand to step in the shoes (gang) Gang on gang how you retrieve we gon' lose (gang) Back to dorsum motorcade, that how nosotros movement (woo) On momma porch was sittin' on the stoop (momma) When I hopped upward I took off to the Moon (ooh)  Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'grand rappin' again (whippin') Go along on playin' bitch, so I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they call back I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, dorsum at it over 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 Fiji, bitch, I'grand Yella Beezy Iced-out in this freezer, just copped a Luigi Oh have it easy, you trippin' I'm leavin' My drank in the freezer, this shit don't come up easy I'grand trappin' I mean it, my blood double G me The Cougar the heater, take la seƱorita I'll ship some shots through a nigga wife-beater Chopper knock a nigga out on his people Don't phone call me, lil' baby, I'm sorry don't need ya Last month I got shot up, I been went upward on features Torso for body my niggas some demons Nosotros tit for tat, get out y'all busted and bleedin' Stopped in Atlanta in the booth with my Nina Back in the day 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 it again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'grand rappin' once more (whippin') Continue on playin' bitch, so I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they remember I'1000 dorsum trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it once again (back at information technology) (uh), hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' once again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash)  Wrist so froze, can't milkshake hands, I gotta give y'all a pound Manner my banking concern business relationship quadrupled, think I'g yet slingin' pounds (wow) Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this dope 'cantankerous the border Grew up I'm from East Atlanta, just stand my ground like it'southward 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 Await like a Rolls Royce dealership, every time I bring out my cars F*ck the stars, buy the bar, neighborhood superstar (S'Gucci) 20-4 K, Bruno Mars, downwardly to the drawers (guwop) I'thou thinking' big, talkin' one-time money, Chico DeBarge Lou say I'm 20 futuristic movin' this part (information technology'southward Gucci)  Oh my gosh, back at it again (dorsum at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'chiliad rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'k in the hood, they think I'yard back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (dorsum at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole twoscore on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash)

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Gucci Mane

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

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