A$AP Ferg - Back Hurt lyrics
[Chorus: Quavo] I'm a lucky ba*tard My car like dukes of hazard I never had a ghost writer I'm afraid of Casper I f**ed her one time, then my homie f**ed right after Always keep it real I ain't never been an actor All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt [Verse 1: Quavo & Takeoff] Big bowl of money, I look like big bowl of money Got a tommy on the Kawasaki, blowing out an onion Takeoff Frank Lucas I got 'em itching They addicted to Bobby and Mr. Whitneys Drinking on Actavis what a feeling Momma told me drink water flush out my kidney I'm a lucky ba*tard Dab oh dagger Your b**h a happy camper Got an iPhone she a snapper I know some rappers but know some more trappers They got more money than you rappers Talk like that actor you smoking tobacco My Louboutins stomp you out like I'm a capper I'm with a [?] I want a coke I'm Quavo O'Ryan Look at the feds I know that they spying I'm gonna disappear like I'm the Mayans Hop in my rocket I bet they can't find me f** all that bullsh** and stop with this nonsense These Benjamins [?] got something in common All of my n***as about money and violence For real, for real, for real This territory sh** is real f** how a n***a gon' feel I'm gripping on the steel Think I might go in Beverly Hills Get a mansion about 28 M's No Jack and Jill but I done been on the hill [?] pop a seal [Chorus: Quavo] I'm a lucky ba*tard My car like dukes of hazard I never had a ghost writer I'm afraid of Casper I f**ed her one time, then my homie f**ed right after Always keep it real I ain't never been an actor All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] I've been spending every penny Monday up in Magic City s**ing on them tig old bitties Diamonds dancing on me like they Diddy I've been feeling gritty but I'm looking pretty I been popping b**hes like I'm pretty Ricky Got a bad b**h and her name is Nicki She be with the menage and come from Philly Swear that my father's k**ing me All of these racks breaking my back these [?] is gripping on me I look in her eyes I'm an enemy I come from the trap my n***as attack you won't recognize your family [Chorus: Quavo] I'm a lucky ba*tard My car like dukes of hazard I never had a ghost writer I'm afraid of Casper I f**ed her one time, then my homie f**ed right after Always keep it real I ain't never been an actor All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt All these racks make my motherf**ing back hurt