Young Thug - Boy Back (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Thug - Boy Back (en) Lyrics
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Got rackity-rack-rack-racks in my
knapity-sack-sack-sack (Racks)
Ever since Tap-Tap-Tap, I
feel like the brown boy back-
back-back (I'm back)
Prada shoes with the strap,
in every color, I'm proud
of that (Proud of that)
All they see is success but they
don't know where I started at
I can't take no days off, I
got money I gotta get (No)
Hit the gas and I take off, pipes be
cracklin' when I shift (Skrrt)
It's clear as you can see,
got a big bankroll on me
Got a coupe, got power seats
three months before release
Tattoos under my sleeve (Yeah)
Got nigga old girl on her knees (Yeah)
I spent a hundred thousand
dollars on trees
I spent a whole 'nother
hundred on tees (Woo)
She got hair all down to her knees
Now I call her Maybelline (No cap)
I got a cougar bitch in my driveway
Tryna make a nigga pay
her lease (Swear)
Trap, trappin', trappin'
Whole lot of bales and bricks, Ikea
I just been sippin' on
lean, I don't see us
I would never trap, I was tryna
rob him and his dealer
Never goin' back, switchin'
my shit like Ron Artest
Rickity-rack-rack-racks
Throwin' off the Maybach
hatch-hatch-hatch
I've been on set-set-set
Throw it down the field, no
crack back-back-back, ooh
Ran up my sack-sack-sack
I done went and bought all
the set-set-sets (Slatt)
Duck tape the patch-patch-patch
Three hundred horse on
the Cadillac, woah
Rackin' up Krispy Kreme
Every day I wear crispy tee
I know you ain't gettin' no cheese
Your shoe tongue ain't got no C's
All my diamonds cold, on freeze
Got designer A to Z
I know B's and I know C's
Make your bitch fall in love with a G
Now I don't wanna wear no J's
Pointers in the Cartiers on my face
Stackin' up for my future,
came up livin' day to day
Should I buy a new watch? I just
made a hundred racks today
Gucci my tube socks, I got a different
pair for every day
I can't get no sleep, I got
some habits I gotta kick
I been drippin' all week, minimum
three thousand on my 'fit
When you work for a boss like me,
there's lots of advantages
In my wildest dreams, I don't think
that I could imagine this
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