Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fucked up **** gotta get back
Take it to the pot with the cooked crack
When I hit it from the back, she gon' look back
She tell me my dick like cooked crack
Everywhere I go, I got good crack
Swagger too dope, bitch, she eat it up
Cook up the crack, watch 'em eat it up
Trap in the spot till the lease up
[Verse 2]
Stars on my ankle, Givenchy my feet up
Plug in the socket, they call me the ruler
I got the formula, dope Costa Rica
I'm not gon' go back and forth with your people
I keep the cocaine like my **** Gotti
I still be trapping out brand new Bugatti
They call my kitchen, been a trapper, Hibachi
I keep the hot pot, stretching out me a Nazi
OG gas bags coming in boxes
Overnight pack from the West Coast
I don't fuck nan bih with a bankroll
Everybody get ghost when the bank gone
In the ass, or the rate, one to the dome?
Everywhere a **** going like good crack
When I hit it from the back, she gon' look back
Told me my dick like good crack
Fuck her from the back then repeat her
Chanel on my feet, double C-C
European dabbin', **** can't get these
Jumping out the Ross, looking like two bricks
Your bitch eat it up, need a toothpick
Blue Benjamins on me the long way
When I hit it from the back, bitch look back, back
Dick like cocaine
[Verse 3]
Fucked up **** gotta get back
Take it to the pot with the cooked crack
When I hit it from the back, she gon' look back
She tell me my dick like cooked crack
Everywhere I go, I got good crack
Swagger too dope, bitch, she eat it up
Cook up the crack, watch 'em eat it up
Trap in the spot till the lease up
Fucked up **** gotta get back
Take it to the pot with the cooked crack
When I hit it from the back, she gon' look back
She tell me my dick like cooked crack
Everywhere I go, I got good crack
Swagger too dope, bitch, she eat it up
Cook up the crack, watch 'em eat it up
Trap in the spot till the lease up
[Verse 4]
Fucked up **** trying to bounce back
All my **** got a dub sac
All my **** smoke loud packs
And all my **** got Anthrax
All my whips got snap backs and all my shit on offsets
None of my hoes got ass shots, and they say that dick like cooked crack
Boy, I done came along way when I looked back
Got to thank God I got jugged back
Half a million dollars in the book bag
Two, three stoves where I cook at
Where I been a hunnid
Trap like been a hunnid
I been pull up in a 'Rari like beep beep
Come in like the Roadrunner
F15, now your shit back
All in your crib with the brick set
In the kitchen with the work, when I mix it with the soda and it jump back over, that's a get back
When I walk up in the club, I don't look back
Million dollars **** off of cooked crack
Lame ass **** don't reflect that
When I get through, when I give your bitch back, pussy
[Verse 5]
Fucked up **** gotta get back
Take it to the pot with cooked crack
When I hit it from the back, she gon' look back
She tell me my dick like cooked crack
Everywhere I go, I got good crack
Swagger too dope, bitch, she eat it up
Cook up the crack, watch 'em eat it up
Trap in the spot till the lease up
Fucked up **** gotta get back
Take it to the pot with cooked crack
When I hit it from the back, she gon' look back
She tell me my dick like cooked crack
Everywhere I go, I got good crack
Swagger too dope, bitch, she eat it up
Cook up the crack, watch 'em eat it up
Trap in the spot till the lease up
Written by: Quincy Lamont Williams
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