Back At It Songtext

Feel like that nigga, they watch for me, said I'm so good at it (I'm so good at it)
I'm on the move, I'm in the tropics, yeah, I'm back at it (Back)
Hop in the booth, I make a mil', still want all the static (A mil')
Hop in the Rolls-Royce, I'm slidin' through all the traffic (Skrrt, skrrt)
She got a fat ass, I'm tryna fuck but she all plastic (Gang, gang)
I'm more rich than you, can't talk to me, I'm so dramatic (So dr-)

Pull out some racks for the bankroll
She wanna fuck 'cause of bankrolls
I'm finna hit different angles
I'm tryna go where you can't go
I'm tryna focus on bringin' my mom to the hills
I taught myself how to get it alone and don't ever pop no pill
I hold a thirty stick and it got a beam, so I aim the clip (Rrah)
You ain't been through what I been through
You ain't know all of that shit for real
Hop in the Lamb' I swerve (Swerve)
Fuck with a nigga, gon' hurt (Hurt)
You ain't gotta fuck with me, but you gon' get yourself hurt
I'm in the North with the demons, off the Henny, I'm leanin', uh Thinkin' 'bout bands, I'm fiendin, uh
Think that's what I needed, uh
And I don't feel safe unless I ride around with my nina, uh
Got two hoes that'll set you up, Selena and Sabrina, uh

Yeah, I'm back at it (Back)
My wrist cost a brick, I'm makin' moves, I'm makin' good habits (Good habits)
She fell in love, she wanna slide, she like a lean addict (A lean)
Feel like that nigga, they watch for me, said I'm so good at it (I'm so good at it)
I'm on the move, I'm in the tropics, yeah, I'm back at it (Back)
Hop in the booth, I make a mil', still want all the static (A mil')
Hop in the Rolls-Royce, I'm slidin' through all the traffic (Skrrt, skrrt)
She got a fat ass, I'm tryna fuck but she all plastic (Gang)
I'm more rich than you, can't talk to me, I'm so dramatic (Baby)

Cactus Jack Jordans (Jordans)
Mama only boy and shit
CEO Baby, don't play out here, employ your bitch
Mister meet her Monday, then Tuesday, ignore the bitch
F-clarity VVs, look at how my necklace hit
HD my timepiece, this shit come with a glitch
Every other month a different whip, I get bored quick
Puncho in the cut a scary sight, it's like a horror flick
They say I been gettin' too much money, I need more of it
Seen the police comin' in my rearview and I floored it
Pint of Wock', I poured it, your ho, I ignored it
Never seen me forfeit, we all got perfect attendance
Your favorite rapper pretendin', I'm somewhere mindin' my business

Yeah, I'm back at it (Back, Baby)
My wrist cost a brick, I'm makin' moves, I'm makin' good habits (Good habits)
She fell in love and she wanna slide, she like a lean addict (A lean)
Feel like that nigga, they watch for me, said I'm so good at it (I'm so good at it)
I'm on the move, I'm in the tropics, yeah, I'm back at it (Back)
Hop in the booth, I make a mil', still want all the static (A mil')
Hop in the Rolls-Royce, I'm slidin' through all the traffic (Skrrt, skrrt)
She got a fat ass, I'm tryna fuck but she all plastic (Gang)
I'm more rich than you, can't talk to me, I'm so dramatic (So dramatic)