Lyrics

Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Yeah, mmm I'm back on it That ass, ooh Look fat, don't it? Yeah Know you see it pokin' out of the jeans, uh Cameras flash when I step on the scene, uh I'm a star so I stay on the screen I make a nigga hard and I make a bitch cream I'm way too sexy, they can't sext me Unless they let me see what they checks be I need a big, big bag that's hefty And make the pussy get wet like jet skis Yeah, I know you like that And I don't ask where your wife at So don't ask 'bout my man All you gotta know is that I'm right back Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit I'm back on my BS I might send a risky text I sent a picture of my legs wide open like a V-neck I don't fuck boys and be lone That bullshit what I be on I'm sucking on that dick just like a granny with no teeth on I make a nigga wanna put a ring on it Let me teach you somethin', I could put a grade on it Pussy like homework 'Cause he wanna take it back-back to his room then put his name on it I make him have a heart attack every time I throw it back You don't need to ask 'em out 'cause you know just where I'm at I'm back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back up on it Back up on it Back up on it Back up on it Back up on it Back up on it Back, back, back, back Back up on it (Back up on it) Back up on it (Back up on it) Say, "Back, back" (Back, back) Back, back (Back, back) Say, "Fuck that nigga" (Fuck that nigga) Fuck that nigga (Fuck that nigga) Now throw it back (Throw it back) Throw it back (Throw it back) Say, "I'm back on my bullshit" (I'm back on my bullshit) Louder! I'm back on my bullshit! (I'm back on my bullshit!) Yeah, back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Back on my bullshit I'm back on my bullshit Ayy, ooh Back, back, back Ayy, ooh Back, back, back Back on my BS I'm back in my bag Cash money takin' over for '19 and '20 I make a bitch back up that ass Ooh, back, back I told you I'm back on it I notice that you want it I might just let you loan it But don't act like you own it 'Cause tonight I invited all of my boyfriends Y'all gotta get along and act right 'Cause you know the state of mind I'm in And you know what I'm on Ooh, I'm back up on my bullshit (You know, you know) Don't know why you actin' so surprised I don't mind if you play stupid (You know, you know) All damn day if you like 'Cause I'm back on my bulli' and I'm never getting off Ever since you dropped the ball, I've been feeling so bomb Back on my bulli' and I'm never getting off Ever since you dropped the ball, I've been feeling so bomb
Writer(s): Tate Sequoya Farris, Zach Nicholls, Nicolas Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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