Cook that shit up Quay! Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash) Quavo Uh, back at it, back at it, uh Count up a hundred, throw racks at it, uh Yeah, my wrist a Titanic, uh Ice hit the glacier, it do damage (ice) Uh, yeah your nigga gon' panic I see through her panties like a panoramic (hey) Yeah, then get back to whippin' And get back to trappin' young nigga back at it (woo) Uh, if it's too crowded might shoot 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 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 rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey 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 trippin' I'm leavin' My drank in the freezer, this shit don't come easy I'm trappin' 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 went up on features Body for body my niggas some demons We tit for tat, leave you busted and bleedin' Stopped 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 whippin', I'm rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) (uh), hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey 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 dope 'cross the border Grew up I'm 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, talkin' old money, Chico DeBarge Lou say I'm 20 futuristic movin' this part (it's Gucci) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) hey, hey All my grizzy niggas sta-stackin' again, hey, hey Big ole forty on me, pack-packin' again (blaow) hey Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (cash, cash)