Aitch - Bring It Back lyrics

Aitch [Harrison Armstrong]

[Aitch - Bring It Back lyrics]

Yeah, we need them bars now, though, bro
You get me? Gonna need to hear you rapping
Shit

Bring it back, tell her bring it back
She gon' see the ice and get wet (Ah)
Camera flash, all these diamonds on me
It's only right that I flex
Bring it back, tell her bring it back
She gon' see the ride and it's set (yeah)
Bring it back, tell her bring
It back, hit my line, i don't ring it back

Said they wan' do me (yeah)
Ain't nobody come Moston, last
Time I checked up, everyone's Gucci
(Ah) rake up money, no problem
Just left thе booth
Who's sellin' some jewеllery? (Woo)
Girl mad 'cause a man's got
Options, if I don't stop
I ain't gettin' no coochie (Haha)
Weed purple, my roses gold (Let's go)
Clean shirt and the choker's froze (yeah)
Teeth hurt 'cause the rosé's cold
Leave burst to an open Rolls (O oh)
Poke and ghost
Put on my clothes, get chauffeured home
People lie, but the trophies don't
Numbers too and I go through loads
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Home for the week (Home for the week)
Unpack my case
See nothin' but weed and rosary beads
Ah, shit smoke 'til I sleep (What?)
Black out the tints, all coke on the seats
For the low on a creep (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bring it back, tell her bring it back
She gon' see the ice and get wet (Ah)
Camera flash, all these diamonds on me
It's only right that I flex (Flex)
Bring it back, tell her bring it back
She gon' see the ride and it's set
(Skrrt, skrrt) bring it back, tell her bring
It back, hit my line, i don't ring it back
(Brr)

Step in, I'm comfy (yeah)
Ain't nobody this clean, when
I met your team, everybody looked dusty
(Ah) sixteen bodyin' beats
Eighteen on the scene and
My pocket got chunky
Don't lack when it comes to peace, three
Hundred Gs, I drop it on Mumzy, yeah
Young Aitch, big raps, big shelly
Big tax, big belly, flip bats, sip Henny
Aim straight, click-clack, kill Kenny
Kick back, shit's heavy, sit back, get ready
Switch lanes, switch back, stick steady
Flip racks, quick penny, hit gaff, link Becky
Big brain, big bag, big semi (Haha)
Let's go, ayy home for the week
Go flip dough, get dome, and repeat
Get off the phone and show me the Ps
Just know a cheque's been wrote when I speak
I ain't steppin' outside if
I ain't gettin' paid
When you see me, I'm holdin' a fee
(yeah, yeah) i ain't payin' no mind to
A prick when they hate
They ain't seen what I sold in a week
(Skrrt, skrrt)

Bring it back, tell her bring it back
She gon' see the ice and get wet (Ah)
Camera flash, all these diamonds on me
It's only right that I flex (yeah, yeah)
Bring it back, tell her bring it back
She gon' see the ride and it's set
Bring it back, tell her bring
It back, hit my line, i don't ring it back

When I grow up, I'm gonna make all the money
Get all the girls and have a
Big house in the sunshine somewhere trust me

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