Back n Love lyrics

by

ScHoolboy Q


[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]
Yeah, that's

[Chorus: Devin Malik & ScHoolboy Q]
Back in love with this sh*t, I'm back in love with this sh*t
Back in love with this sh*t (Shoo), I'm back in love with this sh*t
Back in love with this sh*t, I'm back in love with this sh*t
Back in love with this sh*t (Ayy, let's go), I'm back in love with this sh*t
And I love you t—
Leave the little b*tch, AHH
Ayy (Shoo, shoo)

[Verse: ScHoolboy Q]
I'm a God to the b*tch, little kid (Kid)
I'm a God to the b*tch, little b*tch (Heh)
Yeah, rich—
What's your name? (Quin) Quincy Hanley
How old are you, Quincy?
Nine
You wanna be in my movie? (Yeah)
Around nine, I was tryna have sex (I did)
Thirteen and I caught a new flex (Mhm-mhm)
Ask why and you probably get blessed (Hahaha)
Yes (Yes), yes (Uh-huh)
Got a iceberg floodin' my neck (Givе it to me, [?])
With the old b*tch really upsеt
Got a new thing, what'd you expect?
Yes, yes
All your dead homies, n*gga, who next? (Okay)
We're six, 'bout to carry your flesh (Your flesh)
How you little ass n*ggas get stretched (Ayy)
Yes, ahh (Uh-huh)
When you fell down, wasn't concerned (Concerned)
I was up top, wasn't my turn, mhm-mhm
Heard trouble, make many, y'all birds (Wow)
Mhm, word, then why get a b*tch like her? (Her)
Grown man, I ain't rockin' no purse (No purse)
On Crip, boy, you n*ggas need church (Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist)
(b*tch, nerd ass, y'all n*ggas get hurt) Hurt
Big time, I was poppin' at birth (Ayy)
Like Future, I was pushin' that work (Push, push, push)
Wearin' house shoes all on your turf (Your turf)
Okay (Hahaha), earn
You a b*tch and your mama came first
Know your dad somewhere and he cursed
Burn in hell, little n*gga, you worse (Worse)
Uh, yeah (Yeah)
Soon when these cats start glazin' the rats (Ayy)
First car my daughter drove was a 'Bach
I was headed to the bread, where we at, where we at?
Hmm, I'm fast (Ayy), got a new car, got a new stash (Mhm)
I was tryna go North and you mad
Black center boy really got batch (Yeah)
Mad (Shoot, sh*t), yeah
Top down boy, look at my past (Past)
Got a gold grill, platinum my plaques (Plaques)
On the frontline, had to move sacks
Y'all little rap n*ggas just rap (Rap)
I'll be around the world, puttin' up stats, hmm (b*tch)
Mhm, facts (Facts)
I hate y'all n*ggas, that's that (Yeah)
[Chorus: Devin Malik & ScHoolboy Q]
Back in love with this sh*t, I'm back in love with this sh*t
Back in love with this sh*t (Shoo), I'm back in love with this sh*t
Back in love with this sh*t, I'm back in love with this sh*t
Back in love with this sh*t (Ayy, let's go), I'm back in love with this sh*t

[Outro: ScHoolboy Q]
And I love you too with your hatin' ass
I love you, and I love you, yeah
And I love you too with your hatin' ass
I see you in here
Yeah, and I love you too, hatin' ass
Trick-ass, ho-ass
I love you too with your hatin' ass
b*tch-ass, broke-ass, little-ass, f*ck-ass
Yeah
Do you drink? You smoke?
I smoke weed (Ooh), yeah
What gang y'all from? Where y'all from?
[?] (Nowhere), now what?
How old are you?
Twenty
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