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Back n Love (Explicit) - Schoolboy Q/Devin Malik
Lyrics by：Donte Perkins/Gil Scott-Heron/Quincy MattHew Hanley/William Gella
Composed by：Donte Perkins/Gil Scott-Heron/Quincy MattHew Hanley/William Gella
Produced by：TaeBeast/WillGell
Yeah haha
Wop
Hahaha
With a got
With a got
Wrist wrist wrist wrist
Wrist wrist wrist wrist
Wrist wrist wrist wrist
Wrist wrist wrist wrist
Suu
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Talk that **** lil' nigga
And we gon' get you banged up
This a love triangle
Like where bermuda is let's go
On the mission be the
Voice of twenty thousand kids ayy
The generation is uh
Trickled asian **** ayy-ayy
On the mission spend some
Dubs at the dealership dubs
If you disregard my angels
We can't let you win
***** it's been murder squad
Can't pay for membership ayy
Teach you how to stack some chips
Teach you how to go all in
Money gotta make bad *****
You know I gotta take
All from the wraith I save
I was on the way not a wraith okay
Money on my mind got my pockets in shape
Okay I'm in shape money we get paid
I'm the big mane dawg get **** stained
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this **** suu
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Talk that **** lil' nigga
And we gon' get you banged up
Suu
I'm a God to the ***** little kid kid
I'm a God to the ***** little *****
Yeah rich yeah
Around nine I was tryna have sex I did
Thirteen and I caught a new flex flex
Ask why and you probably get blessed blessed
Yes yes yes uh uh-huh
Got a iceberg floodin' my neck give it to me
Got the old ***** really upset
Got a new thing what'd you expect
Yes yes
All your dead homies nigga who next okay
We're six 'bout to carry your flesh your flesh
How you little a*s niggas get stretched ayy
Yes ahh uh uh-huh
When you fell down weren't concerned concerned
I was up top wasn't my turn mhm-mhm
Heard trouble make many y'all birds
Mhm word
Damn wop got a ***** like yeern yeern
Grown man I ain't rockin' no purse no purse
On crip boy you niggas need church
Wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist wrist
Big time I was poppin' at birth ayy
Like future I was pushin' that work push
Wore house shoes all on your turf your turf
Hahaha earned
You a ***** and your mom came first
Know your dad somewhere and he cursed hahaha
Burn in hell little nigga you worse worse
Uh yeah yeah
Soon when these cats start glazin' the rats ayy
First car my daughter drove was a 'bach
I was headed to the bread where we at where we at
Hmm fast ayy
Got a new car got a new stash mhm
I was tryna go north and you mad
Black santa boy really got bags yeah
Mad suu chyeah
Top down boy look at my past past
Got a gold grill platinum my plaques plaques
On the frontline had to move sacks sacks
Y'all little rap niggas just rap rap
I'll be around the world
Puttin' up stats hmm *****
Mhm facts facts
I hate y'all niggas
That's that yeah that's
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Suu back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Back in love with this ****
Too with your hatin' a*s
I love you and I love you yeah
And I love you too with your hatin' a*s
I see you yeah and I love you too hatin' a*s
Trick-ass ho-ass
I love you too with your hatin' a*s
*****-ass broke-ass little-ass
Yeah
