Yella Beezy - Bacc At It Again (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Yella Beezy - Bacc At It Again (en) Lyrics
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Cook that shit up Quay!
Oh my gosh back at it
again (Back at it)
In the kitchen whippin', I'm
wrappin' again (Whip it)
Keep on playin', bitch, then I'm
stabbin' ya 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 it, hey, hey)
All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin'
again (Woo, hey, hey)
Big ol' 40 on me, back packin'
again (Blaow, hey)
Keep a quarter on me, backpack
in the Benz (Cash, cash)
Quavo
Uh, back at it, back at it, uh
Count up 100, throw racks at it, uh
Yeah, my wrist a Titanic, uh
Ice hit the glacier,
it do damage (Ice)
Uh, yeah, your nigga gon' panic
I see through her panties
like a panoramic (Hey)
Yeah, then get back to whippin'
Then get back to trappin', young
nigga back at it (Woo)
Uh, if it's too crowded might
shoot out the roof
And say let them come
through (Pow pow)
Keep it 1000 when I'm in the booth
I spent 2000 to step in the shoes (Uh)
Gang on gang, how you think
we gon' lose? (Gang)
Back to back motorcade, that's
how we move (Woo)
On momma porch was sittin'
on the stoop (Momma)
When I hopped up I took
off to the Moon (Ooh)
My diamonds like Fiji, bitch,
I'm Yella Beezy
Iced-out in this freezer,
just copped a Luigi
Oh, take it easy, you
trippin' I'm leavin'
My drank in the freezer, this
shit don't come easy (Damn)
I'm trappin' I mean it, my
blood double G me (Damn)
The Cougar the heater, take
la señorita (Ooh, ooh)
I'll send some shots through a
nigga wife-beater (Ooh, ooh)
Chopper knock a nigga out on his
people (Ooh, ooh, bloaw)
Don't call me, lil' baby, I'm
sorry, don't need ya (Woo)
Last month I got shot up, I been
win up on features (Damn)
Body for body, my niggas some demons
We tit for tat, leave you busted
and bleedin' (Woo)
Stop in Atlanta in the
booth with my Nina
Back in the day used to trap
in a Beamer (Uh, uh)
I'm a true hustler, my bitch
is a schemer (Uh, uh)
Skeet in her eyes and that lil'
bitch a creamer (Ayy)
All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin'
again (Woo, huh, hey, hey)
Wrist so froze, can't shake hands,
I gotta give you a pound (Huh)
Way my bank account quadrupled, think
I'm still slingin' pounds (Wow)
Told them castin' my vote for
who tryna get this dope 'cross
the border (Fo'sho)
Guwop, I'm from East Atlanta,
but stand my ground like
it's Florida (Pssh, bloaw)
Fuck the judge, fuck the bailiff,
fuck the local reporter
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Tell the whole truth to my lawyer,
Guwop slicker than oil (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)
24K, Bruno Mars, down to
the drawers (Guwop)
I'm thinking' large, talkin' old
money, Chico DeBarge (Ooh)
Lou say I'm 20 futuristic movin'
this part (S'Gucci)
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