[Intro: Tyga]
Uh, Uh
Well done
Finish him
[Chorus: Tyga]
Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
Thats all these n*ggas saying i brought snapbacks back
I'm a freah ass n*gga, b*tches know i'm the sh*t
25 for the belt n*gga get off my di*k
I brought the Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
Thats all these n*ggas saying i brought snapbacks back
I'm a freah ass n*gga, b*tches know i'm the sh*t
25 for the belt n*gga get off my di*k
[Verse 1: Tyga]
I brought the snapback back, snapback back
Man all these n*ggas foul like hack-a-Shaq
n*gga racks on racks, my b*tch ass so fat
Yo b*tch booty like a pancake, flat flapjack
I make your dollars collapse trail low in the strap
Shells big as a turtle Master Splinter to rap
Spin you like Urkel your body hanging from fat
Thought you was sharper than tacks, get you thrown like some jacks
All these b*tches with these tassels on their titties tryna tax
I don't give a f*ck if none of yall don't rap
I could pull a b*tch just turning my back
Who knew that, venus trap
Flyest n*gga in the class
Goyard bag, see that tag?
I could pay your rent all year boy
Yo mama know, your cousin, sister brother and your mama know
Your cousin, sister brother and your mama know
Your cousin, sister brother and your mama know
b*tch, your granny know n*gga
[Chorus: Tyga & **Chris brown**]
Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
Thats all these n*ggas saying i brought snapbacks back
I'm a freah ass n*gga, b*tches know i'm the sh*t
25 for the belt n*gga get off my di*k
I brought the Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
Thats all these n*ggas saying i brought snapbacks back
I'm a freah ass n*gga(**Haha**), b*tches know i'm the sh*t (**What's Happening**)
25 for the belt, (**ay**) n*gga get off my di*k
[Verse 2: Chris Brown & **Rick Ross**]
Leggo, snapback back, put V.A. on the map
I'm a young n*gga, heartthrob, girls cardiac
I got your girls all on my di*k
Yeah them chickens giving me neck, n*gga
You ain't talkin bout sh*t
f*ck your city, press eject
Too busy coughing up them hairballs
Fur coat, Bear dog
Spray these n*ggas like aerosol
And f*ck them old n*ggas: Geritol
Hold up, snapback on
Champagne MCM backpack on
Lucky that my situation in this probation
Won't even let me strap that tome
My condo ain't no hotter, I be right at home
What you mean n*gga I'm coherant
Steez out with my D out and you wonder
Why your shorty be disappearing
Ha-Ha I brought the snapback back
Last kings and them Ti$as yeah they sell like crack
You got no car insurance, no Ray Bans (**Huh**)
This Geico, caveman (**Huh**)
First of the month you do a praise dance
Like I'm moving on up, Aye man
Stop that, drop a hat in the club
They gon be like that n*gga on drugs
Get more respect in L.A. than you do
And you working for the pubs
[Chorus: Tyga]
Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
Thats all these n*ggas saying i brought snapbacks back
I'm a freah ass n*gga, b*tches know i'm the sh*t
25 for the belt n*gga get off my di*k
I brought the Snapbacks back, Snapbacks back
Thats all these n*ggas saying i brought snapbacks back
I'm a freah ass n*gga, b*tches know i'm the sh*t
25 for the belt n*gga get off my di*k
I brought the