DC2Trill - Back At It Lyrics

      

Back At It
by DC2Trill

Intro
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Big boy diamonds, damn look at my wrist
Billy and Mandi, Billy and Mandi, Billy and Mandi
Not a smooth Casper, I'm the smoothest (FWP shit, nigga)

 (Chorus)
Cough cough, that's that blooming, I'm back at it
I ain't got it? then I'm pissed, I'm a Quay addict
Look in the driveway, more horses, Dallas Mavericks? make them shoulder lean ?
.305, twenty hoes, over-fried
For toughest guys, Gen-5, always be demised
Yeah them bitches was pretty high, but I beat the odds (Promise)
Make a nigga see The Reaper, hypnotized minds

Verse 1
Get the pie, stack the blues, spend the odds (Big cash)
I don't chase hoes, I chase big deposits (Facts)
I been thumbing all day, got her pussy throbbing
I done came a long way, from no cars to driving
Big dawg having his way, I pour me a tray, catch a play like Manny (Phew)
Bitch don't know how to act, can't stay at the back, tryna catch a cannon
Thick old bitch she candy, I get bread for the family (huh)
Have a nigga hang with The Reaper (huh)
Billy, huh, Mandi, huh

Pre-Chorus
Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi
Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi, Billy, Mandi
Billy, Mandi

 (Chorus)
Cough cough, that's that blooming, I'm back at it
I ain't got it? then I'm pissed, I'm a Quay addict
Look in the driveway, more horses, Dallas Mavericks? make them shoulder lean ?
.305, twenty hoes, over-fried
For toughest guys, Gen-5, always be demised
Yeah them bitches was pretty high, but I beat the odds (Promise)
Make a nigga see The Reaper, hypnotized minds