Lyrics back at it – Gunna
Back at it
Smokin’ this scotty, this sh!t startin’ to hit like it’s crack in it
The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict
Two racks just for the tank tank, you n**gas pathetic
Back at it
Yeah, back at it, yeah
Laced the boy up, I gave them the drip, let them gon’ on
And this is the thanks that I get, n**ga, you tell me who on
Gotta go now, I can’t prolong, I’m out of space in a ozone
In a spaceship let it float on, can’t stop me now, n**ga, hold on
Double R truck and it’s black, yuh
Load ’em up, get ’em intact, yuh
I’m flyin’ like the black like a bat, yuh
These f**k n**gas my patna, put ’em back down
Add up the numbers the math, yuh
I heard all of your stories is cap, yuh
Gervonta that boy out with a right jab
I bet he didn’t know he was right there
I heard a few shots, that’s a hot pair
It’s gon’ be a whole ‘nother sound
I promise that I can come drip the town
‘Cause I ain’t got no hate towards your town
N**ga wan’ see me walk with my head down
Think it’s funny, I ain’t playin’ around
I’m in my bed but a n**ga ain’t layin’ down
If I pull up, I’m tearin’ it down
Back at it
Smokin’ this ‘Scotti, this sh!t startin’ to hit like it’s crack in it
The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict
Two racks just for the tank top, you n**gas is pathetic
Back at it
Back at it
Mess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon’ on
And this is the thanks that I get, n**ga, you tell me who on
Gotta go now, I can’t prolong, I’m out of space in a ozone
In a spaceship let it float on, can’t stop me now, n**ga, hold on
Big Double R, it’s the Rolls truck
Blow the dust off, get it back crunk
Go on a move, better mask up
N**gas caught up but be dead drunk
Ain’t tryna sleep in..
Ain’t tryna sleep in no damn bunk
I’m ‘posed to be here making anthems
And some of you n**gas know well enough
Gunna still with it and it’s been a minute
I know I been too hard to find
I had to admit it I know that you n**gas
Could never be one of my kind
Asian persuasion
Asian persuasion, she’s fine
Hit that sh!t right from behind
I can go two at a time
Back at it
Smokin’ this ‘Scotti, this sh!t startin’ to hit like it’s crack in it
The boy got the rock and he sleep at the top like a crack addict
Two racks just for the tank top, you n**gas is pathetic
Back at it
Back at it
Mess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon’ on
And this is the thanks that I get, n**ga, you tell me who on
Gotta go now, I can’t prolong, I’m out of space in a ozone
In a spaceship let it float on, can’t stop me now, n**ga, hold on
Double R truck and it’s black, yuh..③
Double R truck and it’s black
Double R truck and it’s black, yuh..③
Double R truck and it’s black…
➤ Written by Gunna, Turbo, Cam Griffin & Omar Grand
Album: a Gift & a Curse
Produced by Turbo, Cam Griffin & Omar Grand
Gunna | 2023
