دانلود آهنگ Back n Love
از ScHoolBoy Q

Yeah, huh, haha
Wop (haha)
It’s the guy, oh, what a guy (haha)
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Wrist, wrist, wrist (uh-uh) wrist, wrist
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Hmm, suu
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit
(Talk that shit, lil’ nigga, and we gon’ get you banged up)
Huh, suu, suu
This a love triangle like where Bermuda is (let’s go)
On a mission, be the voice of 20 thousand kids (yeah)
D-Generation X (uh-uh), Triple H and shit (ayy-ayy)
On a mission, spend some dubs at the dealership (dubs)
If you disregard my angels, we can’t let you in
Bitch, 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 bitch, you know I gotta take
Off on a Wraith, I’ll say
I was on the way, not the Wraith, okay
Money on my mind, got the pockets in shape
Okay, I’m in shape, money, we get paid
I’m the big man, dog, get shit stained
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit (suu)
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
(Talk that shit, lil’ nigga, and we gon’ get you banged up)
(Suu, hmm)
I’m a God to the bitch, lil’ kid (kid)
I’m a God to the bitch, lil’ bitch, heh
Yeah, rich (suu)
Around nine, I was tryna have sex (I did)
Thirteen and I caught a new flex (mhm-mhm)
Ask why then you’ll probably get blessed (hahaha)
Yes (yes), yes (uh, uh-huh)
Got an iceberg floodin’ my neck (but it’s-a me, Groovy-O)
Got the old bitch really upset
Got a new thing, what’d you expect?
Yes, yes
All your dead homies, nigga, who next? (okay)
Where’s six? ‘Bout to carry your flesh (your flesh)
How you lil’-ass niggas get stretched (ayy)
Yes, ahh (uh, uh-huh)
When you fell down, wasn’t concerned (concerned)
I was up top, wasn’t my turn, mhm-mhm
Heard drama make many of y’all birds (wow)
Mhm, word
Damn Wop get a bitch 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)
(Church, nerd-ass, y’all niggas be nerds) Hurt
Big time, I was poppin’ at birth (ayy)
Like Future, I was pushin’ that work (push, push, push)
Wore house shoes all on your turf (your turf)
Haha, uh
You a bitch and your mama came first
Know your dad somewhere and he cursed (hahaha)
Burn in hell, lil’ nigga, you the worse (worst)
Huh, yeah (yeah)
But this cash 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?
Mhm, facts (that’s facts)
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 lil’ rap niggas just rap (rap)
I be around the world, puttin’ up stats, hmm (bitch)
Mhm, facts (facts)
I hate y’all niggas, that’s that (yeah)
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (suu), back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (ayy, let’s go), back in love with this shit
And I love you too with your hatin’ ass
I love you, and I love you, yeah
And I love you too with your hatin’ ass
I see you, yeah, and I love you too, hatin’ ass
Trick-ass, hoe-ass
I love you too with your hatin’ ass
Bitch-ass, broke-ass, lil’-ass, fuck-ass
Yeah