Yella Beezy - Bacc At It Again lyrics

[Intro] Cook that sh** up Quay! [Chorus: Yella Beezy, Quavo] Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it) Keep on playin b**h then I'm stabbin' ya friend (Woo) I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin') Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) On my grizzy n***as sta-stackin' again (Woo) Big ole forty on me, back packin' again (Blaow) Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash) [Verse 1: Quavo] Quavo Uhh, back at it, back at it, uhh Count up a hundred throw racks at it, uhh Yeah my wrist a Titanic, uhh Ice hit the glacier, it do damage (Ice) Uhh, yeah your n***a gon' panic I see through her panties like a panoramic (Hey) Yeah now get back to whippin' And get back to trappin' young n***a back at it (Woo) Uhh, if it's too crowded might out the roof And say let them come through (Pow pow) Keep it one thousand when I'm in the booth I spent two thousand to step in the shoes (Gang) Gang on gang how you think we gon' lose (Gang) Back to back motorcade, that how we move (Woo) On momma porch was sittin' on the stoop (Momma) When I hopped up I took off to the Moon (Ooh) [Chorus: Yella Beezy, Quavo] Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it) Keep on playin b**h then I'm stabbin' ya friend (Woo) I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin') Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) On my grizzy n***as sta-stackin' again (Woo) Big ole forty on me, back packin' again (Blaow) Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash) [Verse 2: Yella Beezy] My diamonds like Fiji, b**h, I'm Yella Beezy Iced-out in this freezer, just copped a Luigi Oh take it easy, you trippin' I'm leavin' My drank in the freezer, this sh** don't come easy I'm trappin' I mean it, my blood double G me The Cougar the heater, take la señorita I'll send some shots through a n***a wife-beater Chopper knock a n***a out on his people Don't call me, lil baby, I'm sorry don't need ya Last month I got shot up, I been win up on features Body for body my n***as some demons We tit for tat, leave you busted and bleedin' Stop in Atlanta in the booth with my Nina Back in the day used to trap in a Beamer I'm a true hustler my b**h is a schemer Skeet in her eyes and that lil b**h a creamer (Aye) [Chorus: Yella Beezy, Quavo, Gucci Mane ] Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it) Keep on playin b**h then I'm stabbin' ya friend (Woo) I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin') Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) On my grizzy n***as sta-stackin' again (Woo) Big ole forty on me, back packin' again (Blaow)(Huh) Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash) [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Wrist so froze, can't shake hands, I gotta give you a pound Way my bank account quadrupled, think I'm still slingin' pounds (Wow) Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this dope cross the border Grew up from East Atlanta, but stand my ground like it's Florida f** the judge, f** the bailiff, f** the local reporter Tell the whole truth to my lawyer, Guwop slicker than oil Park the Dawn, rode the Wraith to the trap with the Adler Look like a Rolls Royce dealership, every time I bring out my cars f** the stars, buy the bar, neighborhood superstar (S'Gucci) Twenty-four K, Bruno Mars, down to the drawers (Guwop) I'm thinking' large, talkin' old money, Chico DeBarge Lou say I'm 20 futuristic movin' this part (S'Gucci) [Chorus: Yella Beezy, Quavo] Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it) Keep on playin b**h then I'm stabbin' ya friend (Woo) I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin') Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) On my grizzy n***as sta-stackin' again (Woo) Big ole forty on me, back packin' again (Blaow) Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)