Back at It lyrics

[Chorus: Maceo]
Back in this b*tch, back in this b*tch
Brought my sac in this b*tch, sac in this b*tch
You know we got the gas bags of the sh*t
n*gga if you ain’t riding up with us then you ain’t doing sh*t

[Verse 1: Maceo]
n*gga if you ain’t riding up with us then you ain’t doing sh*t
I grind it up from deuce fare to 36
Feds know me, got the block hot, they watch me
Like Madlock gotta change car but call it flip flop them fake rims
They flip flop, gotta watch em boy, the block hot but but I serve em boy
f*ck n*ggas making no noise, them broke boys
Back in this b*tch n*gga straight cooling
Bands on the b*tch, we could make a movie
Turn up, that’s all a young n*gga know
We do this sh*t on the regular won’t show out for these hoes
We play smart, we grind hard, we rubber band them bands
If that the back up in the streets let my young n*gga run up in them bands
Trap booming

[Chorus: Maceo]
Back in this b*tch, back in this b*tch
Brought my sac in this b*tch, sac in this b*tch
You know we got the gas bags of the sh*t
n*gga if you ain’t riding up with us then you ain’t doing sh*t
[Verse 2: Future]
I pull up in a whip, that's a foreign whip
Young n*gga getting money never switch
Take a n*gga ho make them b*tches switch
Audemar Piquet or the president
Presidential Rolly with a lot of diamonds
365 do a lot of grinding
Sell a lot of kush that’s that O-geezy
Drinking on that syrup gotta n*gga leaning
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Whipping up that brown call it coca cola
Balmain designer in my new Givenchy
I'm Joaillerie down in Chanel vintage

[Chorus: Maceo]
Back in this b*tch, back in this b*tch
Brought my sac in this b*tch, sac in this b*tch
You know we got the gas bags of the sh*t
n*gga if you ain’t riding up with us then you ain’t doing sh*t