Future, Maceo - Back at It lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future, Maceo - Back at It lyrics]
Back in this bitch, back in this bitch
Brought my sac in this bitch
Sac in this bitch
You know we got the gas bags of the shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit
I grind it up from deuce fare to 36
Feds know me, got the block hot
They watch me
Like Madlock gotta change car but call
It flip flop them fake rims
They flip flop, gotta watch em boy
The block hot but but I serve em boy
Fuck niggas making no noise, them broke boys
Back in this bitch nigga straight cooling
Bands on the bitch, we could make a movie
Turn up, that’s all a young nigga know
We do this shit on the regular
Won’t show out for these hoes
We play smart, we grind hard
We rubber band them bands
If that the back up in the streets let
My young nigga run up in them bands
Trap booming
Back in this bitch, back in this bitch
Brought my sac in this bitch
Sac in this bitch
You know we got the gas bags of the shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit
I pull up in a whip, that's a foreign whip
Young nigga getting money never switch
Take a nigga ho make them bitches switch
Audemar Piquet or the president
Presidential Rolly with a lot of diamonds
365 do a lot of grinding
Sell a lot of kush that’s that O-geezy
Drinking on that syrup gotta nigga leaning
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up
Whipping up that brown call it coca cola
Balmain designer in my new Givenchy
I'm Joaillerie down in Chanel vintage
Back in this bitch, back in this bitch
Brought my sac in this bitch
Sac in this bitch
You know we got the gas bags of the shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit
Brought my sac in this bitch
Sac in this bitch
You know we got the gas bags of the shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit
I grind it up from deuce fare to 36
Feds know me, got the block hot
They watch me
Like Madlock gotta change car but call
It flip flop them fake rims
They flip flop, gotta watch em boy
The block hot but but I serve em boy
Fuck niggas making no noise, them broke boys
Back in this bitch nigga straight cooling
Bands on the bitch, we could make a movie
Turn up, that’s all a young nigga know
We do this shit on the regular
Won’t show out for these hoes
We play smart, we grind hard
We rubber band them bands
If that the back up in the streets let
My young nigga run up in them bands
Trap booming
Back in this bitch, back in this bitch
Brought my sac in this bitch
Sac in this bitch
You know we got the gas bags of the shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit
I pull up in a whip, that's a foreign whip
Young nigga getting money never switch
Take a nigga ho make them bitches switch
Audemar Piquet or the president
Presidential Rolly with a lot of diamonds
365 do a lot of grinding
Sell a lot of kush that’s that O-geezy
Drinking on that syrup gotta nigga leaning
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up
Whipping up that brown call it coca cola
Balmain designer in my new Givenchy
I'm Joaillerie down in Chanel vintage
Back in this bitch, back in this bitch
Brought my sac in this bitch
Sac in this bitch
You know we got the gas bags of the shit
Nigga if you ain’t riding up with
Us then you ain’t doing shit