Bacc At It Again Lyrics - Yella Beezy

Cook that shit up Quay! 

Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

In the kitchen whipping 

I'm wrapping again (Whip it) 

Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo) 

I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin') 

Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

On my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again (Woo) 

Big ole forty on me, back packin' again (Blaow) 

Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash) 

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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 nigga gon' panic 

I see through her panties like a panoramic (Hey) 

Yeah now get back to whipping 

And get back to trapping 

Young nigga 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 sitting on the stoop (Momma) 

When I hopped up I took off to the Moon (Ooh) 

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Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

In the kitchen whipping 

I'm wrapping again (Whip it) 

Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo) 

I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin') 

Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

On my grizzy niggas sta-stacking again (Woo) 

Big ole forty on me, back packing again (Blaow) 

Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash) 

My diamonds like Fiji, bitch, I'm Yella Beezy 

Iced-out in this freezer, just copped a Luigi 

Oh take it easy, you tripping I'm leaving 

My drank in the freezer, this shit don't come easy 

I'm trapping I mean it, my blood double G me 

The Cougar the heater, take la señorita 

I'll send some shots through a nigga wife-beater 

Chopper knock a nigga 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 niggas some demons 

We tit for tat, leave you busted and bleeding 

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 bitch is a schemer 

Skeet in her eyes and that lil bitch a creamer (Aye) 

Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

In the kitchen whipping 

I'm wrapping again (Whip it) 

Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo) 

I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin') 

Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

On my grizzy niggas sta-stacking again (Woo) 

Big ole forty on me, back packing again (Blaow) (Huh) 

Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash) 

Wrist so froze, can't shake hands 

I gotta give you a pound 

Way my bank account quadrupled 

Think I'm still slinging 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 

Fuck the judge, fuck the bailiff, 

Fuck 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 

Fuck the stars, buy the bar 

Neighborhood superstar (S'Gucci) 

Twenty-four K, Bruno Mars 

Down to the drawers (Guwop) 

I'm thinking' large, talking old money, Chico DeBarge 

Lou say I'm 20 futuristic moving this part (S'Gucci) 

Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

In the kitchen whipping 

I'm wrapping again (Whip it) 

Keep on playing bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo) 

I'm in the hood they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin') 

Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it) 

On my grizzy niggas sta-stacking again (Woo) 

Big ole forty on me, back packing again (Blaow) 

Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)