Below, you will find the lyrics for Back On The Bullshit by 2 Chainz.
Umm
Cardo
They say we smoke
We gonna smoke
You say we gonna drink
We gonna drink
You say you want drugs
We want drugs
We don't give a
What you think
Big dually parked in my driveway
Yup
Hanging out that sideways
Yay
Residue in my fingernail
Make every day like Friday
This how we do it on the southside
Bumpin' Trapavelli on the car ride
Bad booty shots got you lopsided
Yup
I buy a new car if my car die
Damn
Solid gold Jesus, two of 'em
Two of 'em
Backseat I'ma call it futon
Ride around in uwop
Yup
Like who a, who a
Who a, who a, who a
Bought a bad bitch
I got a crew of 'em
It's four fur coats
I got a zoo of 'em
It's thug life
Niggas I don't fool with 'em
I don't care
If I went to school with 'em
Come out that thing like
Yeet
Everybody with me
Nigga D
D
Everybody with me
Nigga D
D
Everybody with me
Nigga eat
Okay
Black ink all on my body
I pray a body
Don't get on my shotty
I pray nobody
Don't get in my way nigga
A to the K nigga
Bah
Start spittin' lyrical bullets
Don't be surprised
If I pull it
Don't be surprised
If I shoot it
We the type to pick on a bully
We the type to ride in foreigns
We the type to ride on Forgis
Pinky ring
Look like a smoothie
Flame going up on a Tuesday
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
Now, you on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
Now, you on that bullshit
Ain't you?
Big thing parked
In the driveway
Squad hotter than Zimbabwe
IPhone
Got a nigga irate
Ringing all day
All day
Like Kanye
Got AK bullets
With your name on 'em
Powder on my hands
King James on 'em
I walk around this bitch
With my chest out
Yeah nigga 'bout to go
Ving Rhames on 'em
Man look at who
I done became on 'em
Niggas look who and I
Went switch lanes on 'em
All my niggas brainless
Need brain donors
We movin' birds
Gettin' birds
Shit stains on 'em
Man these niggas
I don't know these niggas
From Jumpstreet
It's been M-O-B nigga
It's been M-O-B
Since my D-O-B nigga
And since my D-O-B
I've been on my J-O-B nigga
I shoot a nigga ass
Like Ginobili nigga
I kick a nigga ass
Like Shinobi nigga
I give your bitch dick
Like Moby nigga
She know the words to my songs
Karaoke winner
Smokey Robinson
Couldn't out smoke me nigga
I'm on her cheese
Like anchovies nigga
I get a kilo
And keep it lowkey nigga
Because you on that bullshit
And you nosy nigga
You on that bullshit
Ain't ya?
I'm back on my bullshit
Gangster
I'm back up to full strength
Gangster
At the pulpit
Gangster
Amen
And I still
Root for the underdog
And you the pile of shit
Under the underdog
These niggas ain't eatin'
Like a Ramadan
I shoot the driver in the head
Make 'em honk the horn
I got the 100's big faces
Like a mongoloid
Got the 100's big faces
Like a mongoloid
Got big booty bitches
In their under-alls
And they pussy gettin' wetter
Than a thunderstorm
Ay
And I swear
When I'm in them panty hose
I'm like a kid
In the candy store
But I got this bright
Red bandana though
Flingin' it like I'm a matador
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
Now, you on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
You on that bullshit
But all that bullshit
You on that bullshit
But all that bullshit
Now you on that bullshit
But all that bullshit
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
It's Tunechi and 2 Chainz
Yup
And we on that bullshit
It's 2 Chainz and Tunechi
Yup
And we back on our bullshit
We don't want no bullshit
If you come with that bullshit
Don't come with that bullshit
We gonna handle that bullshit
We gonna handle that bullshit
We gonna deal with that bullshit
We gonna deal with that bullshit
So come on with that bullshit
Come on with that
'Cause we back
We back on our bullshit
You on that bullshit
Ain't you?
You on that bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back up to full strength
Pat-pat-pat
Amen
Yes Lord
We back on that bullshit
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