Icewear Vezzo, 42 Dugg - Bacc on It lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
42 Dugg [Dion Marquise Hayes] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo, 42 Dugg - Bacc on It lyrics]
Antt did the track
I don't know nothin', nigga beatGang
Ayy, catch him with that 40, I'ma dog walk
Every nigga and his shorty
Buy 'em all coughs
Wish a nigga would, I knock a log off
He in his Wraith, hit his hood
And knock the stars off it, ugh
(Iced Up Records)
Halloween baby, got an iced out pumpkin
Count the pros, bitch, I'm up
Just like I'm jumpin', nigga
I been gettin' money since
Pints was a hundred
Just 'cause we fam don't mean it's love
I iced my uncle (Bitch)
I grew up on 6 and Hoover, right where 12 at
Ayy i don't trust shit but this Kel Tec, ayy
Hop out of the Bentley and just drill shit
So much motherfuckin' pape', I'm the mailman
Ayy
Have a money fight with your favorite rapper
Nigga
I done took shit from your favorite rapper
Ayy (Iced Up Records)
Bust down the chicken, I got table manners
Draco came with ladders, shootin' shit and
We gon' save the extras, ugh
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
Caught a nigga slippin' up at Coney
(What you do?) took his strap off him
Put that bitch right back on him
Ho start whippin', I'm back hungry
I ain't killin' for less than forty
I start blowin' when I'm naughty
I've been tryna keep my poise
Bitch, don't touch me, what's that noise?
Ho, come fuck one of them boys
I got two out of the toys
Yeah, this Cuban on me dancin'
Might put twenty on the table
Shoppin', feel a lil' romantic
I'm the shit, ho, just don't panic
It's a couple that's automatic
I can't be anywhere
I got a couple niggas whacked
Still fuck a nigga app
I don't fuck with niggas' raps
I'll bust a nigga ass, I ain't green
Don't even ask
Niggas know that I ain't goin' (At all)
Name a nigga homie, doggybone
And I am blowin'
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
BeatGang
I don't know nothin', nigga beatGang
Ayy, catch him with that 40, I'ma dog walk
Every nigga and his shorty
Buy 'em all coughs
Wish a nigga would, I knock a log off
He in his Wraith, hit his hood
And knock the stars off it, ugh
(Iced Up Records)
Halloween baby, got an iced out pumpkin
Count the pros, bitch, I'm up
Just like I'm jumpin', nigga
I been gettin' money since
Pints was a hundred
Just 'cause we fam don't mean it's love
I iced my uncle (Bitch)
I grew up on 6 and Hoover, right where 12 at
Ayy i don't trust shit but this Kel Tec, ayy
Hop out of the Bentley and just drill shit
So much motherfuckin' pape', I'm the mailman
Ayy
Have a money fight with your favorite rapper
Nigga
I done took shit from your favorite rapper
Ayy (Iced Up Records)
Bust down the chicken, I got table manners
Draco came with ladders, shootin' shit and
We gon' save the extras, ugh
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
Caught a nigga slippin' up at Coney
(What you do?) took his strap off him
Put that bitch right back on him
Ho start whippin', I'm back hungry
I ain't killin' for less than forty
I start blowin' when I'm naughty
I've been tryna keep my poise
Bitch, don't touch me, what's that noise?
Ho, come fuck one of them boys
I got two out of the toys
Yeah, this Cuban on me dancin'
Might put twenty on the table
Shoppin', feel a lil' romantic
I'm the shit, ho, just don't panic
It's a couple that's automatic
I can't be anywhere
I got a couple niggas whacked
Still fuck a nigga app
I don't fuck with niggas' raps
I'll bust a nigga ass, I ain't green
Don't even ask
Niggas know that I ain't goin' (At all)
Name a nigga homie, doggybone
And I am blowin'
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
Stopped sippin' drank, I'm back on it, ayy
Fuck squashin' beef, I'm back on it, yeah
Bust every piece, I'm back frozen
She gon' jump off the dick, then back on it
Ugh
BeatGang