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Back At It

 

Back At It

(альбом: Dum And Dummer - 2019)


Let the band play

Uh, back at it again (Yeah), yuh
I told my niggas quit playing, let's run up the Ms (Ay, bruh), uh, yo
I hop in some' fast, do the dash, I'm gone with the wind, uh, uh, yo
I'm rolling up blunts back-to-back in a big Maybach Benz, uh, uh, yo

This money got me in a trance, I'm going in, pockets full of Benjamins
Everybody watching him, he balling again, damn, Glock 'bove the rim
Better put that shit on film (Uh), bitch, I got skills, young nigga flexing, no gym
Don't give a fuck how you feel, you know what it is, uh, uh, nigga
Yo (Yeah), everybody cut-throat (Cut-throat, yeah)
Everybody on go mode (Everybody), whole gang on go-go (Go, gang)
Got aim like Rambo (Yeah, bow), yo, big Ks, they jumbo (Big ol' K)
Them thangs hold hunchos (Yeah, woo, pow, pow, pow, pow), yo
Back at it again, uh, my new bitch a ten and she ain't got no friends (My new bitch)
But she pop her lil' pills (Pop) and I crack all these seals so I cannot trip (Yeah)
Codeine what I sipped up, ain't shit changed, still keep that thang right here
Up on my hip, I just beat a case, I got caught riding 'round
With them thangs in my whip (My whip), uh, nigga, I was sticked up (Sticked up, yeah)
Plenty sticks, yup (Yeah), they legit, but, uhh (Legit)
You know how twelve act (How?) when they see us (Damn)
Man, fuck them thangs (Fucked up shit)
Uh, yeah, fuck twelve, uh, yeah
Fuck jail, hold it down, never tell
If you can, make that bail
Pockets swell, God damn, I been getting it, can't you tell?
Hell yeah, I'm a playa, still ain't been to Himalayas
Yeah, bitch, I'm from South Memphis, all we know is drugs and killing
I forgot to mention pimping, thank God I came out them trenches
Yeah, it's one hell of a feeling when you talk pennies to millions (Pennies to millions)

Uh, back at it again (Back, yuh)
I told my niggas quit playing, let's run up the Ms (Yeah, stop playing with 'em)
I hop in some' fast, do the dash, I'm gone with the wind (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, uh)
Yo, I'm rolling them blunts back-to-back in a big Maybach Benz (Maybach Benz)
(Back, in the back of the Maybach)
Uh, back at it again, yuh
I told my niggas quit playing, let's run up the Ms (Ayy, uh, yo)
I hop in some' fast, do the dash, I'm gone with the wind (Hop in some' fast), yeah
I'm rolling up blunts back-to-back in a big Maybach Benz (Uh, uh, back-to-back)

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