Right Back lyrics

by

Mike WiLL Made-It


[Intro]
ThisIsLoud

[Pre-Chorus]
Rich n*gga bankroll, yeah, it's really like that (Mula!)
n*ggas hatin', saying "Mula, he ain't really like that" (f*ck outta here)
Bet your b*tch, bet your b*tch, yeah, she really like that (I slide)
I bust her ass, puff and pass, I don't really want that (f*ck outta here)

[Chorus]
I buy a brick, you know I'm coming right back (Mula!)
I spend that sh*t, you know I get it right back (That's a fact)
I serve that sh*t, have you coming right back (Right back)
You shoot at me, my n*ggas coming right back (Mula!)

[Verse 1]
Hammer on deck when it's hot out (f*ck outta here)
pus*y ass n*gga stays dot out (Hotter)
Still hand to hand when the cops out
Got my trap house straight rocked out (Fish scale!)
Pockets in my jeans all guap'd out (Mula!)
I'm tryna see what the top 'bout (Slide)
f*ck her all crazy, then she knocked out (Gimme that)
n*gga front on me, he gettin' knocked out (f*ck outta here)
n*ggas know Mula, I ain't from downtown (Where he at?)
Rep the East side when I ride 'round (Ha!)
Heard them n*ggas wanna buy a pound (Uh)
f*ck around, the plug gettin' robbed now (Gimme that)
I been selling crack for like 10 years (10 years)
f*ck the rap game 'cause I'm in here (f*ck outta here)
pus*y so wet, no swim wear (Slide)
b*tch acting Hollywood, never been there (Mula!)
[Pre-Chorus]
Rich n*gga bankroll, yeah, it's really like that
n*ggas hatin', saying "Mula, he ain't really like that"
Bet your b*tch, bet your b*tch, yeah, she really like that
I bust her ass, puff and pass, I don't really want that

[Chorus]
I buy a brick, you know I'm coming right back
I spend that sh*t, you know I get it right back
I serve that sh*t, have you coming right back
You shoot at me, my n*ggas coming right back

[Verse 2]
Breaking down the crack, all wide body (Mula!)
All my n*ggas, man, they hard body (Facts)
n*gga, I don't trust like nobody (f*ck outta here)
My n*gga Woozy caught like four bodies (Lot of life)
Kill-Tech n*gga with the inf beam (Blaow)
Don't turn nothing little to a big thing (Don't do it)
b*tch gave me head with that mink ring (Slide)
Hurt him, he gon' got it for the 16 (Old thing)
My phone so quick, he saw it dropped out (Ha!)
I was straight juggin' out the hot house (Mula!)
Couldn't stay my mom and my pop's house (Oh no)
I was on the run to see rock house (Ha)
See a young n*gga turn the block out (Mula!)
Watch how them bad b*tches pop out (Facts)
So much money I gotta watch out (Watch out)
But I got the gun in my thot house (Blaow)
n*ggas wanna front, they gon' try now (Wanna die?)
f*ck around, them n*ggas gon' die now
Buy a brick, break a whole pie down (Mula!)
Broke n*gga turn rich before I die now (Facts)
See a young n*gga on the rise now (Rise)
b*tches ain't sly, they wanna slide now (Slide)
Got the 30s on deck like it's Chi-Town (Blaow!)
We don't shoot 5, we shoot 5 rounds (Blaow!)
[Pre-Chorus]
Rich n*gga bankroll, yeah, it's really like that
n*ggas hatin', saying "Mula, he ain't really like that"
Bet your b*tch, bet your b*tch, yeah, she really like that
I bust her ass, puff and pass, I don't really want that

[Chorus]
I buy a brick, you know I'm coming right back
I spend that sh*t, you know I get it right back
I serve that sh*t, have you coming right back
You shoot at me, my n*ggas coming right back
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