
Way Bacc Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm just ridin' and thinkin' Damn, I'm really next
Had that bend corners and put in some wreck
Got out of jail and went straight to a check
Back in, I really need it Lackin', say he ain't mean it
Pull up, you must wanna vibe with a demon I said what I said, bitch, take it or leave it
I got the drop on the spot
Flock it and we gettin' out Money what I'm all about
Tryna get bigger amounts, Can't match my energy
She steady buggin', I get in my motion Swim in that pussy, I'm used to the ocean
Celibate, can't get down with lotion I know a n***a that stabbed a n***a
40 too life, I ain't cappin', n***a Life was in danger, he ain't have it n***a
I can teach you to do magic, n***a N****s don't play by that paperwork
She jackin' me, call it paper-flirt I was done bad, it made it work
If it's you or me, I'm takin' you first
Stick I be clutchin', I steer with the left
Turn you to a plaque and get put on the shelf Know I be stylin' that's fresh to the death
Said that your gang, you know you ain't set Put on for B-town and all of my people
N****s movin' so funny, so I'ma just leave em' Put n****s on, I ain't never mistreat em
I'ma sit back, have my millions with feet up
Diva, diva, you know my shorty a diva Bullets will give you a fever
She wanna play, then I leave her I'm under center, I Quaterback
All in that pussy, she throwin' it back fucking', but I ain't got no feelings attached
Locked in with n****s from way, way back I gotta stay, stay strapped
We at your head Fitted cap, he was out rockin' a snapback Told brodie to chill, he ain't have to pin him back
That bitch be all in her feelings Well, baby, you lost you a real one
Stack money up tryin' to count me a billion DY got a plan to get to the millions
Any day, any day, let him play, let him play, should've stayed out of the way
He was outside, and got caught in the maze now he got people all over his grave
I was locked up, had me feelin' the way How you gon' play your own n***a that way
I hit the road, I might cop me an 8th Stay out of the way before I catch me a case
I swear that they hate it I'm back on the scene But n***a, I'm feelin' like, fuck it
use to ride in a bucket, I had a trumpet But ain't want to blow, I was bluffin', uh
I ain't go cap, I'ma keep it a stack Fakin' for clout, I ain't fuckin' with that
Swear she can't leave, she must be attached Don't know where to find me, bitch, I'm in the back
Back at the club, I'm sippin' on Henny Just be yourself, ain't gotta act with me
If I got your back, better bring me a 50 A hundred for n****s who bangin' out with me
Drink in my cup, got me movin' too silly Ain't all the way in, I swear that will kill me
Thinkin' about life while I'm slidin' through Philly Remember them days, I ain't have a penny