Back At It

Lyrics

[Intro] Fully loaded, fully loaded Big boy diamonds, damn look at my wrist Billy and Mandi, Billy and Mandi, Billy and Mandi Not a smooth Casper, I'm the smoothest (FWP shit, nigga) (Chorus) Cough cough, that's that blooming, I'm back at it I ain't got it? then I'm pissed, I'm a Quay addict Look in the driveway, more horses, Dallas Mavericks [?] make them shoulder lean [?] .305, twenty hoes, over-fried For toughest guys, Gen-5, always be demised Yeah them bitches was pretty high, but I beat the odds (Promise) Make a nigga see The Reaper, hypnotized minds [Verse 1] Get the pie, stack the blues, spend the odds (Big cash) I don't chase hoes, I chase big deposits (Facts) I been thumbing all day, got her pussy throbbing I done came a long way, from no cars to driving Big dawg having his way, I pour me a tray, catch a play like Manny (Phew) Bitch don't know how to act, can't stay at the back, tryna catch a cannon Thick old bitch she candy, I get bread for the family (huh) Have a nigga hang with The Reaper (huh) Billy, huh, Mandi, huh [Pre-Chorus] Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi Billy, Mandi (Chorus) Cough cough, that's that blooming, I'm back at it I ain't got it? then I'm pissed, I'm a Quay addict Look in the driveway, more horses, Dallas Mavericks [?] make them shoulder lean [?] .305, twenty hoes, over-fried For toughest guys, Gen-5, always be demised Yeah them bitches was pretty high, but I beat the odds (Promise) Make a nigga see The Reaper, hypnotized minds