On That ft. Humble ThrillSkin Lyrics

I'm on that bag again, got them mad again

Pull up like yo, what's poppin', now they know we back again

Told my girl, let's go shoppin', came back with G-Wagon Benz

On that bag again, on that stack again, it's to the rack again

On that stack again, pull back and we blastin it

Dressed like Ravagers, get the Guardians, cause we savages

Shiftin' through the galaxy, spaceship on my galactic shit

No gravity, stacks splashin' like dang, where my elastic went

I mastered this, manifestin', meditated and practiced it

It's Call of Duty, now when we aimin', you know it's accurate

Look at me, tryna keep the peace, I feel like I am a pacifist

My family of three, dependin' on me, I gotta smash this shit

Determined and dedicated, I know they hate it

I'm educated, I made it, I'm faded

It's time to show them who is the greatest Like Tom Brady, but we ballin' on them

Like Jason Tatum, Tracy McGrady

They think we playin', but we ain't talkin no PlayStation

I'm so high up on these haters, I'm in the space station

I'm on that bag again, got them mad again

Pull up like yo, what's poppin', now they know we back again

Told my girl, let's go shoppin', came back with G-Wagon Benz

On that bag again, on that stack again, it's to the rack again

I'm on that bag again, got them mad again

Pull up like yo, what's poppin', now they know we back again

Told my girl, let's go shoppin', came back with G-Wagon Benz

On that bag again, on that stack again, it's to the rack again

I'm back on my bag, I'm back on my bag

I took a little break, cause I was just mad

I never been fake, but that is just swag

Frost hit me up, told me get in the lab

Thrilla what you mad about?

I'm mad about fakes, and I'm mad about phonies

They hate me and don't even know me

Got my name in their mouth, like my dick in their mouth Yo, these niggas is corny

I'm gettin' to the bag like, hey And I'm gettin' to the bag like, whoa

They mad I was tagging they hoe They mad that I'm back on my flow

Did they want me to fall off? Yup, But did a nigga fall off? No

I hit him with the Step Brothers Yup, Then I hit him with the E-40, no

Back in that day, I was slangin' that dope Nowadays, niggas is tryna stay afloat

She was ridin' on me like she ridin' a boat

Then I put it in her mouth, and I made that bitch choke

She wanted Mo' D, so I gave her some coke

Niggas snakin' on me, I'ma let that shit blow

Fuck the big three, fuck Drake and J. Cole

K-Dot is that nigga, and you already know

Like bakery nigga, I'm stackin' that dough

That fakery nigga had to let that shit go

They hatin' on me because Humble the GOAT

Thrilla's a beast, and I'm somethin' like Ghost

They shakin', they scared when I hop in the booth

Cause like Kat Williams nigga, I be spittin' the truth

These niggas is bitches, and I got the proof

Ayo Frost, I'm done, just do what it do

I'm on that bag again, got them mad again

Pull up like yo, what's poppin', now they know we back again

Told my girl, let's go shoppin', came back with G-Wagon Benz

On that bag again, on that stack again, it's to the rack again

I'm on that bag again, got them mad again

Pull up like yo, what's poppin', now they know we back again

Told my girl, let's go shoppin', came back with G-Wagon Benz

On that bag again, on that stack again, it's to the rack again

I'm on it, back at it like alcoholics

I'm on it, like I'm studyin' at my college

I'm on it, like I'm tryna get all the knowledge

I'm on it, like robotics and electronics

Call me Mr. Bionic, Mr. Iconic Mr. I got it, Mr. I'm on it

Mr. I'm up at five in the mornin' to get the money

You on it, I'm on it You on it, I'm on it

I'm on that bag again, got them mad again

Pull up like yo, what's poppin', now they know we back again

Told my girl, let's go shoppin', came back with G-Wagon Benz

On that bag again, on that stack again, it's to the rack again