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Cook that up Quay!

Oh my gosh back at it (Back at it)

In the whipping
I'm wrapping (Whip it)
on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood they think I'm trapping again (Trappin')

Oh my gosh back at it (Back at it)
On my grizzy sta-stackin' again (Woo)
Big ole forty on me, back again (Blaow)
Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the (Cash, cash)

Uhh, back at it, at it, uhh
Count up a throw racks at it, uhh
my wrist a Titanic, uhh
Ice hit the glacier, it do (Ice)
Uhh, yeah your gon' panic
I see through her panties like a (Hey)
Yeah now get back to
And get back to
Young nigga at it (Woo)
Uhh, if it's too crowded out the roof
And say let them come (Pow pow)
Keep it one when I'm in the booth
I spent two to step in the shoes (Gang)
Gang on gang how you we gon' lose (Gang)
Back to motorcade, that how we move (Woo)
On momma porch was sitting on the (Momma)
When I hopped up I off to the Moon (Ooh)

Oh my back at it again (Back at it)
In the whipping
I'm again (Whip it)
Keep on playing then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood they I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
Oh my gosh at it again (Back at it)
On my niggas sta-stacking again (Woo)
Big ole forty on me, back packing (Blaow)
Keep a on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)

My diamonds like Fiji, bitch, I'm Beezy
in this freezer, just copped a Luigi
Oh take it easy, you tripping I'm
My drank in the freezer, this shit don't easy
I'm I mean it, my blood double G me
The Cougar the heater, take la
I'll send shots through a nigga wife-beater
knock a nigga out on his people
Don't call me, lil baby, I'm sorry don't ya
Last month I got shot up, I win up on features
for body my niggas some demons
We tit for tat, you busted and bleeding
Stop in in the booth with my Nina
in the day used to trap in a Beamer
I'm a hustler my bitch is a schemer
Skeet in her eyes and lil bitch a creamer (Aye)

Oh my back at it again (Back at it)
In the whipping
I'm wrapping (Whip it)
on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood think I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
Oh my gosh at it again (Back at it)
On my niggas sta-stacking again (Woo)
Big ole on me, back packing again (Blaow) (Huh)
Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the (Cash, cash)

Wrist so froze, shake hands
I give you a pound
Way my bank account
Think I'm still pounds (Wow)
Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this cross the border
up from East Atlanta,
But stand my like it's Florida
the judge, fuck the bailiff,
Fuck the reporter
Tell the whole truth to my
Guwop than oil
Park the Dawn, rode the to the trap with the Adler
Look like a Royce dealership
Every time I out my cars
the stars, buy the bar
Neighborhood (S'Gucci)
Twenty-four K, Mars
to the drawers (Guwop)
I'm thinking' large, talking old money, Chico
Lou say I'm 20 futuristic moving this (S'Gucci)

Oh my gosh at it again (Back at it)
In the whipping
I'm again (Whip it)
Keep on playing bitch I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood they think I'm trapping again (Trappin')
Oh my gosh at it again (Back at it)
On my grizzy niggas again (Woo)
Big ole forty on me, back packing (Blaow)
Keep a on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)