Look Back At It Songtext

Uh
(Winners Circle)

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it
I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)
Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket
I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)

Atlanta bitch with a Miami Cuban (Ice)
Touch it, I up it, I go Call of Duty (Grrah)
Won't let him fuck, but I might let him chew me
Big booty, his mama think I'm a hoochie (Ha)
Just like these baguettes, yeah, the pussy wet (Wet)
I don't only got a check on the internet
Top floor penthouse where I'm sittin' at
He a trick, I'ma make a nigga send that
Don't bring up no TV show, bitch, I been bodied that
I got a Birkin as big as a body bag
Freak like a circus, on dick, I'm an acrobat
If you can't eat it, just spell out the alphabet
Yeah (Mmm), pussy make a nigga say "Mmm"
Hop in that 'Vette and I vroom
Black truck behind me, it's full of them goons (Grrah)

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it
I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)
Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket
I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)
Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it
I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)
Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket
I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)

Brand new baguetties (Ice)
He tryna slurp me up like some spaghetti (Uh)
He fell in love when he met me (He met me)
I fuck that nigga life up if he let me (On God)
I don't do the internet, bitch, it be messy (No)
Opp in the party, get popped like confetti (Ooh)
Ain't impressed by money, that lil' shit petty
Niggas get intimidated when a bitch talk heavy
Got 'em tryna do what I do (I do)
Drop the nigga, bounce back with two (Ooh)
Flood the wrist but I coulda went cool
You can come up from nothin', I'm proof (I'm proof)
Bitch, you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
I'll catch a flight to Cali just to see a new view
How we got the same twenty-four but you still broke?
I can't give a bum nigga no excuse (Hell no)
Ass on fat, make a nigga look back (Back)
I'ma shop when I land, I ain't even gon' pack (No)
I be switchin' out niggas like a motherfuckin' mat
First Atlanta rap bitch with a muhfuckin' plaque (On God)
Make a nigga wanna grab at it, yeah
Drop a nigga like a bad habit, yeah
Got him jumpin' on the bandwagon
Signed to RCA, but this pussy atlantic (Wow)

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it
I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)
Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket
I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit
Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it
I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)
Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket
I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)
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