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  • 作曲 : Chris Rosser/Quavious Marshall/Radric Davis/Markies Conway/Darius Roberts
    Cook that s**t up Quay!
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
    Quavo
    Back at it, back at it
    Count up a hundred throw racks at it
    Yeah my wrist a Titanic
    Ice hit the glacier, it do damage (Ice)
    Yeah your ***** gon' panic
    I see through her panties like a panoramic (Hey)
    Yeah now get back to whippin'
    And get back to trappin' young ***** back at it
    If it's too crowded might out the roof
    And say let them come through
    Keep it one thousand when I'm in the booth
    I spent two thousand to step in the shoes
    Gang on gang how you think we gon' lose
    Back to back motorcade, that how we move
    On momma porch was sittin' on the stoop (Momma)
    When I hopped up I took off to the Moon (Ooh)
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
    My diamonds like Fiji, *****, 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 s**t don't come easy
    I'm trappin' I mean it, my blood double G me
    The Cougar the heater, take la senorita
    I'll send some shots through a ***** wife-beater
    Chopper knock 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 ****** 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 ***** is a schemer
    Skeet in her eyes and that lil ***** a creamer (Ay)
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    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 slingin' pounds (Wow)
    Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this **** cross the border
    Grew up from East Atlanta, but stand my ground like it's Florida
    **** the judge, **** the bailiff, **** 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
    **** 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)
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Chris Rosser/Quavious Marshall/Radric Davis/Markies Conway/Darius Roberts
    [00:01.58]Cook that s**t up Quay!
    [00:13.71]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [00:16.76]In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    [00:20.09]Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    [00:23.53]I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    [00:27.22]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [00:30.83]All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    [00:34.00]Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    [00:37.60]Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
    [00:41.69]Quavo
    [00:42.47]Back at it, back at it
    [00:43.57]Count up a hundred throw racks at it
    [00:45.35]Yeah my wrist a Titanic
    [00:46.97]Ice hit the glacier, it do damage (Ice)
    [00:49.42]Yeah your ***** gon' panic
    [00:50.89]I see through her panties like a panoramic (Hey)
    [00:53.03]Yeah now get back to whippin'
    [00:54.38]And get back to trappin' young ***** back at it
    [00:56.32]If it's too crowded might out the roof
    [00:58.74]And say let them come through
    [00:59.89]Keep it one thousand when I'm in the booth
    [01:01.42]I spent two thousand to step in the shoes
    [01:03.15]Gang on gang how you think we gon' lose
    [01:04.80]Back to back motorcade, that how we move
    [01:06.67]On momma porch was sittin' on the stoop (Momma)
    [01:08.48]When I hopped up I took off to the Moon (Ooh)
    [01:10.20]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [01:13.07]In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    [01:16.51]Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    [01:19.91]I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    [01:23.58]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [01:27.21]All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    [01:30.53]Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    [01:34.08]Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
    [01:38.04]My diamonds like Fiji, *****, I'm Yella Beezy
    [01:40.30]Iced-out in this freezer, just copped a Luigi
    [01:42.03]Oh take it easy, you trippin' I'm leavin'
    [01:43.82]My drank in the freezer, this s**t don't come easy
    [01:45.60]I'm trappin' I mean it, my blood double G me
    [01:47.36]The Cougar the heater, take la senorita
    [01:49.12]I'll send some shots through a ***** wife-beater
    [01:50.94]Chopper knock a ***** out on his people
    [01:52.68]Don't call me, lil baby, I'm sorry don't need ya
    [01:54.38]Last month I got shot up, I been win up on features
    [01:56.27]Body for body my ****** some demons
    [01:57.96]We tit for tat, leave you busted and bleedin'
    [01:59.71]Stop in Atlanta in the booth with my Nina
    [02:01.41]Back in the day used to trap in a Beamer
    [02:03.12]I'm a true hustler my ***** is a schemer
    [02:04.98]Skeet in her eyes and that lil ***** a creamer (Ay)
    [02:06.85]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [02:09.54]In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    [02:13.06]Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    [02:16.61]I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    [02:20.13]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [02:23.64]All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    [02:26.81]Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    [02:30.44]Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)
    [02:34.52]Wrist so froze, can't shake hands, I gotta give you a pound
    [02:38.05]Way my bank account quadrupled, think I'm still slingin' pounds (Wow)
    [02:41.75]Told them castin' my vote for who tryna get this **** cross the border
    [02:45.10]Grew up from East Atlanta, but stand my ground like it's Florida
    [02:48.78]**** the judge, **** the bailiff, **** the local reporter
    [02:52.16]Tell the whole truth to my lawyer, Guwop slicker than oil
    [02:55.72]Park the Dawn, rode the Wraith to the trap with the Adler
    [02:59.20]Look like a Rolls Royce dealership, every time I bring out my cars
    [03:02.84]**** the stars, buy the bar, neighborhood superstar (S'Gucci)
    [03:06.40]Twenty-four K, Bruno Mars, down to the drawers (Guwop)
    [03:10.08]I'm thinking' large, talkin' old money, Chico DeBarge
    [03:13.42]Lou say I'm 20 futuristic movin' this part (S'Gucci)
    [03:17.14]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [03:20.15]In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
    [03:23.66]Keep on playin ***** then I'm stabbin' ya friend
    [03:27.10]I'm in the hood they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
    [03:30.69]Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
    [03:34.32]All my grizzy ****** sta-stackin' again
    [03:37.58]Big ole forty on me, back packin' again
    [03:41.07]Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)