Bacc At It Again

Cook that shit up Quay!
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 Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
 In the kitchen whipping
 I'm wrapping again (Whip it)
 Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
 I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
 Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
 On my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again (Woo)
 Big ole forty on me, back packin' again (Blaow)
 Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
 Quavo
 Uhh, back at it, back at it, uhh
 Count up a hundred throw racks at it, uhh
 Yeah my wrist a Titanic, uhh
 Ice hit the glacier, it do damage (Ice)
 Uhh, yeah your nigga gon' panic
 I see through her panties like a panoramic (Hey)
 Yeah now get back to whipping
 And get back to trapping
 Young nigga back at it (Woo)
 Uhh, if it's too crowded might out the roof
 And say let them come through (Pow pow)
 Keep it one thousand when I'm in the booth
 I spent two thousand to step in the shoes (Gang)
 Gang on gang how you think we gon' lose (Gang)
 Back to back motorcade, that how we move (Woo)
 On momma porch was sitting on the stoop (Momma)
 When I hopped up I took off to the Moon (Ooh)
 Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
 In the kitchen whipping
 I'm wrapping again (Whip it)
 Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
 I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
 Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
 On my grizzy niggas sta-stacking again (Woo)
 Big ole forty on me, back packing again (Blaow)
 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, just copped a Luigi
 Oh take it easy, you tripping I'm leaving
 My drank in the freezer, this shit don't come easy
 I'm trapping I mean it, my blood double G me
 The Cougar the heater, take 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'm sorry don't need ya
 Last month I got shot up, I been win up on features
 Body for body my niggas some demons
 We tit for tat, leave you busted and bleeding
 Stop 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 whipping
 I'm wrapping again (Whip it)
 Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
 I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
 Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
 On my grizzy niggas sta-stacking again (Woo)
 Big ole forty on me, back packing again (Blaow) (Huh)
 Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
 Wrist so froze, can't shake hands
 I gotta give you a pound
 Way my bank account quadrupled
 Think I'm still slinging pounds (Wow)
 Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this dope cross the border
 Grew up from East Atlanta
 But stand my ground like it's Florida
 Fuck the judge, fuck the bailiff
 Fuck 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
 Fuck the stars, buy the bar
 Neighborhood superstar (S'Gucci)
 Twenty-four K, Bruno Mars
 Down to the drawers (Guwop)
 I'm thinking' large, talking old money, Chico DeBarge
 Lou say I'm 20 futuristic moving this part (S'Gucci)
 Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
 In the kitchen whipping
 I'm wrapping again (Whip it)
 Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
 I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
 Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
 On my grizzy niggas sta-stacking again (Woo)
 Big ole forty on me, back packing again (Blaow)
 Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)