bacc 2 bacc ft. gettabag3 Lyrics

Yeah, let's see what it's hittin' for

Me and Mintxy back to back, we only in it for the dough

Nigga really speakin' crazy like tell them niggas listen close

Nigga talkin' bout a bag, like can you really show some dough?

Like nah, that EDD out, so where the cho?

Bitch wasn't makin' no pape, ain't speak to me, so I ain't know

If you talkin' bout a bag, I see you in it to the flo' (It's Mintxy on this bitch)

Don't start peepin' on the Gram, like, do y'all wanna see some more? (ugh)

Yeah, hold up, let's switch the flow on this bitch

New bitch cheatin' on me, I might kick the door on that bitch (kick the door)

Yeah, he safe if he fuckin' with the team

But you ain't fuckin' with T3, then I might empty out your jeans (run the pockets)

Swear to God, them Trueys bummy than a bitch (bum bitch)

And I know he got some money, but he definitely ain't rich (T3)

He need to step up, step out, disappear back to his clique

Damn, yeah, she finna pop it like a zit

Yeah, damn, she finna pop it like a zit

Young nigga, I been poppin', but never poppin' for the bitch

Niggas buffin' to these hoes, I tell them calm, see, it's not shit (not shit)

Niggas tryna show a ten, I tell them calm, see, you not rich (ona real)

Young nigga, I go hard up in this shit

I been speakin' disrespectful, so I say pardon when I spit

Niggas claim they hard, but he fuck around and get mixed

I been plottin' on deep shots, so call me Harden for the swish

Yeah, finna dunk on this bitch, I'ma make it splash

Bad bitch make a earthquake when she shakin' ass

Feel like Cookie Monster, but I'm only hungry for the bag

Face another blunt to the face, it was really rad (that was rad, dude)

Bitch, and the Wock I pour is really red (on my Carti shit)

If she remind me of Shrek, I might just have to fuck her friend

Yeah, hold up, I might have to fuck her friend

I'ma hit your twin, then I might never ever fuck again

Yeah, we might not fuck again

But if the bitch yucky, hit, I might just spin a Benz

Tried to tell him, so speak it down, that's when I watch him trip

I'm a young nigga, but older bitches fuckin' with the kid

Yeah, I can tell by how she pop her lips

Freak bitch'll Diddy Bop, but not up on the dick

Niggas was speakin' too bold, that's when it started to hit

N****s just talkin' up on the beat, wait for the pros to hit

Yellow bone seem too nice, I might pour this bitch

I might fly the bitch out the way she ride a dick (ride a dick)

Why she tryna act vanilla, but I love freaks (love them hoes)

Off two Percs, feel like Yeat

cause I'm too geeked

Yeah, in the back, it's like two seats

Bad bitch taggin' along, so we gon' do three

Nigga said I couldn't rap, like who, me?

Only let her in, cause she was talkin' bout that blue cheese

(Yeah, that chili)