Bring It Back lyrics

The Yutes Bring It Back lyrics

Songwriters: Tristopher Palmer / Chirstopher Palmer / Aidan Crotinger

Yea yea yea

I’m finna bag that
I told shorty bring it back
She know the concept
She know what I want
Getting head by stove
Cook it some more
I’m bout the dough
These niggaz know
AP on my wrist n that shit glow
I got a Cartier from the 6 n that shit froze
these niggaz know
I’m bout the dough
stacks in a row
I want some more

I made a Change in my life
Say everyday I’m grind
Got lotta shit on my mind
But I keep it strong
Tell myself I will never leave the streets till they know who we are
Till they know where we from
We the one (yea yea)
New Vvs from my jeweler
My niggaz go hard they some shooters
I got some shit that would move ya
Don’t fuck with me caz it’s crucial
We don’t really follow moves nah
Don’t let the humbleness fool ya
We got so much here to do ya (yea yea)
I got that bag baby (hold up)
I be driving the newest Mercedes (hold up)
Member days when they all try to play me (hold up)
Now I’m in the city going crazy (hold up)
All the shit they be talking won’t phase me
I be feeling the hate since lately
Now I gotta take it off of safety (yea yea yea)
You know we go hard this ain’t temporary
N we don’t go to war unless it’s necessary
All my niggaz out here n we going crazy
Now we fuck the city up caz we fucking made It

I’m finna bag that
I told shorty bring it back
She know the concept
She know what I want
Getting head by stove
Cook it some more
I’m bout the dough
These niggaz know
AP on my wrist n that shit glow
I got a Cartier from the 6 n that shit froze
these niggaz know
I’m bout the dough
stacks in a row
I want some more

To get it am ready
me n her counting up fetti
Still fresh and flexing
whipping like am off di henny
Let mi dwag carry that shit it too heavy
Can’t borrow shit am too petty
Ain’t seen my bitch in a minute
Sound like it’s time to go in her
Niggas mad I jus wanna bag
I Can’t smoke unless it’s dap
In it rolled up with a lot a gas
Hold up she gotta lotta ass
If I pull up you know ama smash
No gut nigga ama spazz
Shootas pull up without mask
Ain’t gotta ask they gunna blast
Got damn
I’m never lying for pussy
I know they hating so I keep a uzi
Might let it spray without looking
She already token without even looking
Counting up cuz I got racks
Took her and then give her bk
Puffing on nothing but pack
If I gotta leave the trap

I’m finna bag that
I told shorty bring it back
She know the concept
She know what I want
Getting head by stove
Cook it some more
I’m bout the dough
These niggaz know
AP on my wrist n that shit glow
I got a Cartier from the 6 n that shit froze
these niggaz know
I’m bout the dough
stacks in a row
I want some more

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