We Back Again Lyrics
[Intro:]
Hal made it special
War’s too nasty
This wicked edot
[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
I’ma keep clicking ’til this bitch is finished
On parole with a chop, still moving too hot
And the bros like, “Kay you don’t listen”
Bitch I’m Get Back Gang, not Sit Back Gang
Like, no nigga, you better listen
If they see you, bet they up the Smithen
And they like, “Kay, I see why you be spinnin'”
You a dummy, you should’ve been clickin’ (Stupid)
And they thought I was buggin’, like
It’s just, I ain’t for nothing, like
Talk hot, I just start buggin’, like
Adrenaline rushin’, I might take his mother life, like
Why these niggas is actors? (Actors)
Bitch, I shoot like the Raptors
Gang in the back and they blitz like the Packers
You don’t shoot like you Kobe, you play for the Lackers, like
I told Dougie, “Bro, ain’t no assist” (No way)
When my trigger-finger start to itch
Like who screamin’ Drilly on my strip?
If he do, then, I’m letting more than six (Baow, boom)
Got a baddie like Lilo and Stitch
Yellow-bone, red-head totin’ on sticks, like
Keep it real, stand tall, don’t switch
If she back it out, bet y’all running like Rick, like
[Chorus: Dee Play4Keeps Edot Babyy]
Grrah (Grrah) Kelly, Sally, Becky, Brittany (Suck my dick, nigga, uh-huh)
Like, let me put it on yo’ titty
I got the knocks in the party, it’s litty (Grrah)
Off the liquor, I’m tryna get jiggy, grrah (I’m tryna get jiggy)
Feel like Katy, ’cause I’m totin’ on Perry (‘Cause I’m totin’ on Perry)
Slide on the opps, it’s ’bout to get messy (It’s ’bout to get—)
And my aim is correct (Grrah-grrah), two tact’, wit’ a ski in the deli, grrah
[Verse 2: Edot Babyy & Dee Play4Keeps]
Send a shot, have a lil’ nigga duck (Lil’ nigga duck)
I’m on the block like, “Who did what?” (Like, who did what?)
And my knocker, bitch, I let it bust
Don’t speak on my gang (Grrah) ’cause we ain’t gettin’ touched, like (Grrah-grrah)
And niggas be talkin’ on Roscoe (Uh-huh), but bro steady lettin’ shots go (Grrah, facts)
Spinnin’ 4s and I spot me a vato (Pussy)
Matter fact, there go Chapo
On the set, I ain’t playin’ wit’ niggas
I got a Nina, she layin’ on niggas (She layin’ on niggas)
Uh-huh, grrah-grrah
[Verse 3: Dee Play4Keeps & Edot Babyy]
See the opps, we gon spray on ’em niggas (Spray on ’em niggas)
Put the beam to his face (Uh-huh, grrah), we gon flame it on niggas (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Ayo E wit the dot, pop out (Pop out, bang), creep, keep clickin’ (Grrah), put holes in the V (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Who you smoke? JB (Dumbass)
Yo 30, send 3 (Grrah)
If it’s up, let the heat blow
They gon’ panic when I’m spinnin’ wit’ Vito (Uh-huh)
Lil’ thot get litty off ‘Migos (Grrah)
She let me fuck ’cause I took her to Miko’s (Miko’s, grrah-grrah)
Only time I ain’t shoot through the peek hole (Peek hole)
(Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, uh-huh)
(Only time I ain’t shoot through the—)
Grrah-grrah-grrah
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[Verse 4: Kay Flock]
I’ma keep clicking ’til this bitch is finished
On parole with a chop, still moving too hot
And the bros like, “Kay you don’t listen”
Bitch I’m Get Back Gang, not Sit Back Gang
Like, no nigga, you better listen
If they see you, bet they up the Smithen
And they like, “Kay, I see why you be spinnin'”
You a dummy, you should’ve been clickin’ (Stupid)
And they thought I was buggin’, like
It’s just, I ain’t for nothing, like
Talk hot, I just start buggin’, like
Adrenaline rushin’, I might take his mother life, like
Why these niggas is actors? (Actors)
Bitch, I shoot like the Raptors
Gang in the back and they blitz like the Packers
You don’t shoot like you Kobe, you play for the Lackers, like
I told Dougie, “Bro, ain’t no assist” (No way)
When my trigger-finger start to itch
Like who screamin’ Drilly on my strip?
If he do, then, I’m letting more than six (Baow, boom)
Got a baddie like Lilo and Stitch
Yellow-bone, red-head totin’ on sticks, like
Keep it real, stand tall, don’t switch
If she back it out, bet y’all running like Rick, like
