
Back On BS
locoloco· 2:34 · 57 plays · v3-preview
- rage
- trap
- supertrap
- electronic
- experimental
- hyperpop
- aggressive
- loud
- electric guitar
- underground rap
- independent
- rap rock
- trap metal
- pop rap
- 2020s
Lyrics
Chorus
I was broke for a sec, now I’m back on bullshit (Yeah)
They was laughin’ at me, now they ridin’ my dick (What?)
Whole lotta fake love, I don’t vibe with that shit (Nah)
If it ain’t 'bout the bag, I decline that shit (Go)
You ain’t say shit then, why you talkin’ now? (Why?)
I been locked in, had to walk shit down (Buh)
Try to copy my wave, better drown right now (Ha)
New flow hit, make 'em bite that sound (Go, go)
Verse
Walk in, black fit, whole room tense (Yeah)
I don’t gotta flex, I just make it make sense (Uh)
Niggas too loud, but they got no cents (Cap)
I been stackin’ lowkey, I don’t post my wins (Nah)
Heard you talk slick, better stand on it (What?)
I don’t do back-and-forth, put a ban on it (Nah)
If a nigga reach wrong, I expand on it (Buh-buh)
Turn a small-ass problem to a landslide quick (Woah)
Shorty throw it back, I don’t even say much (Yeah)
She just wanna vibe, she don’t really say what (Uh)
I can tell she fake, I don’t ever stay stuck (Nah)
Hit it one time, then I switch my lane up (Go)
I been in my head, but it made me sharper (Facts)
Now I cut ties quick, move way smarter (Yeah)
They be actin’ tough, but they sweet like tarts (Ha)
Talk big online, but in person—nada (Pfft)
I don’t trust shit, I just read the vibe (Uh)
If it feel off, I’ma let it slide (Nah)
I ain’t gotta prove, I just let shit ride (Yeah)
Then I pop back up like I never died (Go)
Too much talkin’, nigga, show me racks (What?)
I don’t wanna hear how you “almost” that (Cap)
If it ain’t real motion, I’m ghost on that (Skrrt)
Cut the fake ties, I don’t post no lack (Nah)
Bridge
Hold up (Uh)
Why they switch up when the views climb? (Why?)
Same ones hate, now they too kind (Fake)
I don’t buy shit, I just move mine (Nah)
Chorus
I was broke for a sec, now I’m back on bullshit (Yeah)
They was laughin’ at me, now they ridin’ my dick (What?)
Whole lotta fake love, I don’t vibe with that shit (Nah)
If it ain’t 'bout the bag, I decline that shit (Go)
You ain’t say shit then, why you talkin’ now? (Why?)
I been locked in, had to walk shit down (Buh)
Try to copy my wave, better drown right now (Ha)
New flow hit, make 'em bite that sound (Go, go)
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