Back On They Ass 2 (Slowed) ft. Hollywoodwhyte! & Mac Heem Lyrics

Ayo Holly where you been?

(Mane I been out the way lowkey somewhere probably in some money)

The streets been asking bout you

(I know niggas been waiting for this shit mane)

You supposed to be back on they ass you must left some?

(Nah nigga I ain't gone nowhere nigga already know come on)

I'm going global I used to be local

I'm serving I'm mobile my trap never over

Used to be broke so I used to be sober

Now I'm rolling up back to back like a smoker

Everything kosher I ride with my soldiers

I keep me some paper like I was a folder

Fucked her so good had to keep my composure

Cut that hoe off I ain't give her no closure

Feel like Big 30 I don't need a vouch

We in v.i.p standing up on the couch

Told that lil bitch let me come to her house

And After we fuck i'ma trap that bitch out

I'm on my way to a play in the south

And Just like Mac Heem I'm on a different route

Told my bitch no she gone sit there & pout

I run through this pack what the fuck is a drought

And Why a nigga mad at me for I don't really do much

Whole klan in this bitch no klu klux

Guarantee a nigga ain't shit to get you touched

Niggas talking down I don't give two fucks

Blunt that I'm smoking in my hand shit too stuffed

When we stepped on the scene niggas knew us

Golds in my mouth with a styrofoam two cup

This shit that I'm sipping too muddy and please get yo hoe cause she coming too slutty

She wanna fuck with the kid I ain't Cudi and I'm in the field like a player for rugby

Hit her one time now she claming she love me

Pour up in a monster this shit gone get ugly

Plug threw me a pack let him know he can trust me

I'm back on they ass these lil niggas can't touch me

(Yeah)

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass bitch

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again

Smoking exotic I'm back out my body

I hit up lil Holly we crashing ya party

Back on they ass and you know we ain't stopping

She fuck with a G cause she know that I'm popping

Double my cups bitch you know how I'm rocking

This shit that I smoke got my lungs hella toxic

I won't leave the house if I ain't got my rocket

You make the wrong move then we running ya pockets

Narcs steady hitting the hood been on fire

Drip on these niggas I ain't gotta try

Pray for my opp cause I know he gone die

Don't think that you safe boy you just getting by

Drug trade the clan yeah this shit here forever

You know that I'm hot up in any lil weather

These racks in my pockets I don't need no teller

You thinking bout taking my nigga I dare ya

Might drop a bag on ya head

I'm getting full of these meds

Most of these niggas mislead

Ain't really getting no bread

And I heard they talking to the feds

That's why we back on they ass

Strictly gone smash for the cash

Hop in the whip do the dash

They say I'm moving too fast

Niggas can't live in the past

That's why I'm staying on go

You niggas better take notes

Infared beams with the scope

They say we upping the score

Sipping on tris got me throwed

Pints coming in by the load

Forever gone stick by the code

Run up on me boy you gotta be bold

Choppa gone vacate his soul

DTE been on a roll

Back on they ass 'til we old

(Yeah)

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass bitch

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again

I'm back on they ass again