Bacc at it Again Yella Beezy, Quavo, & Gucci Mane

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Chorus: Yella Beezy & Quavo]
Oh my gosh, back at it again (Back at it)
In the kitchen whippin', I'm wrappin' again (Whip it)
Keep on playin', bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (Trappin')
Woo, oh my gosh, back at it again (Back at it, hey, hey)
On my grizzy, nigga stack, stackin' again (Woo, hey, hey)
Big old .40 on me, back packin' again (Grraow, hey)
Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash, Quavo)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Uh, back at it, back at it, uh
Count up a hundred, throw racks at it, uh
Yeah, my wrist a Titanic, uh
Ice hit the glacier, it do damage (Ice)
Uh, yeah, your nigga gon' panic
I see through her panties like a panoramic (Hey)
Yeah, then get back to whippin'
Then get back to trappin', young nigga back at it (Woo)
Uh, if it's too crowded, might shoot out the roof
And say let 'em come through (Baow, baow)
Keep it one thousand when I'm in the booth
I spent two thousand to step in the shoes (Uh)
Gang on gang, how you think we gon' lose? (Gang)
Back to back motorcade, that's how we move (Woo)
On mama porch, I was sittin' on the stoop (Mama)
When I hopped up, I took off to the moon (Uh)