Bacc Home Freestyle ft. 808Hanna Lyrics

Ouuu

Smooth wit it

Took yo bitch out

Steak and lobster

Ruth Chris it

If it's to hot

Get the fucc out

My kitchen

I gotta plot

To feed all of

My niggas

We gotta stay hungry

If I eat

We feasting

She told me

She loved me

I told her

You

Tweaking

Bacc on

My grind

I don't fucc with

These Leeches

Hand on my

.9

Keep it tucced

Or it's speaking

Man

Look at your team

You prolly got snakes

And they know that

You green

And that

Bitch that you got

She Ain't really

What it seems

Cuz She only fucc with you

Cuz you dumb

With cheese

Look

I had tell 'em

Cuz these niggas

Think they nice

But in life

They be failing

No loose lips

On this ship

So we sailing

Bacc to the crib

With our chips

And investments

(Investments)

Damn

She gotta presence

I only hit it once

Now the guys

Want directions

I ain't gonna front

She was bad

And I'm selfish

Plus she

Get her own bag

I don't need to flex it

Moving fast

In a

Rango

All about my

Cash

Where the

Payload

R I P to

Drakeo

The ruler

Was a real one

A hero

Ouuu

Look

I'm high

As gas prices

She like

Fucc on me now

I said be quiet

They got the drop

On a opp

Should I green light it

Despicable

I need my

Residuals

Keep the circle

Small

Is the number

One principal

Gotta raise

The bar

Cuz I'll never be minimal

Don't cap

On my top

Shout out to magic

I gotta give props

Niggas be asking

Will I ever stop

Stop asking questions

And get on your job

Get on your job

Get on your job

Shoutout Larussell

I doubt that

He'll flop

Look

It's Coachucc

With 2 Cs on the side

I don't bang crip

But I got family ties

Space in the

Whip

If you try

Then He'll slide

Got me a

Zip

Take a whiff

To the sky

Shout out

KUSH

He came clutch

This was last minute

But I knew

He had bud

Bacc to the city

Cuz They

Always show love

I hate remy

Niggas

Cuz they doing too much

Stop playing with me

All about my bag

Yeah I need

50

100

150

Shawty

Ass

So

Fat

Give it

To me