Back up Yeat

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[Intro]
SOLOIN—
(Yeah, yeah)
(Got a hitter on my left hand, my best friend, I'm gon fight for them)
(Back 'gain on the Percs again, it's like five a.m.)

[Chorus]
Back 'gain, on the Percs again, bitch, I'm back up (Back on the thotty, woo)
I ain't ever trust a soul, bitch, you gotta back up (Woo)
Ridin' round in the Lamb', I done did a chase from the cops (Skrrt)
Every time they drop an album, all they music pancake, it flops
Yeah, fuck a thot (Yeah)
I got Gucci on my flip, Gucci on my flop (Flop)
Big diamonds, I got big rocks
I got money comin' in, it never stops (Uh-uh)
Poppin' out in public (Uh-uh)
Poppin' out in public, then it flops
Dead people comin' through, yeah, in the building
Yeah, they wanna dance on the kid (Yeah)
Rat (Yeah)
Tom and Jеrry, you a rat (Yeah)
Yeah, can't fuck with the fеds, it's said (Huh, yeah)
I brought a bitch on a flat (Huh, yeah)
I went and doubled the cred' (Ha)
In the crib, it got fourteen beds (Ha)
On the jet, I can stretch me my legs (Ha)
Point the gun, and I'ma fill it with lead (Ha)

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