Let the band play Uh, back at it again Yeah, yuh I told my niggas quit playin', let's run up the Ms Ay, bruh, uh, yo I hop in some' fast, do the dash, I'm gone with the wind, uh, uh, yo I'm rollin' up blunts back-to-back in a big Maybach Benz, uh, uh, yo This money got me in a trance, I'm goin' in, pockets full of Benjamins Everybody watchin' him, he ballin' again, damn, Glock 'bove the rim Better put that shit on film Uh, bitch, I got skills, young nigga flexin', no gym Don't give a fuck how you feel, you know what it is, uh, uh, nigga Yo Yeah, everybody cut-throat Cut-throat, yeah Everybody on go mode Everybody, whole gang on go-go Go, gang Got aim like Rambo Yeah, bow, yo, big Ks, they jumbo Big ol' K Them thangs hold hunchos Yeah, woo, pow, pow, pow, pow, yo Back at it again, uh, my new bitch a ten and she ain't got no friends My new bitch But she pop her lil' pills Pop and I crack all these seals so I cannot trip Yeah Codeine what I sipped up, ain't shit changed, still keep that thang right here Up on my hip, I just beat a case, I got caught ridin' 'round With them thangs in my whip My whip, uh, nigga, I was sticked up Sticked up, yeah Plenty sticks, yup Yeah, they legit, but, uhh Legit You know how twelve act How? when they see us Damn Man, fuck them thangs Fucked up shit Uh, yeah, fuck twelve, uh, yeah Fuck jail, hold it down, never tell If you can, make that bail Pockets swell, God damn, I been gettin' it, can't you tell? Hell yeah, I'm a playa, still ain't been to Himalayas Yeah, bitch, I'm from South Memphis, all we know is drugs and killin' I forgot to mention pimpin', thank God I came out them trenches Yeah, it's one hell of a feelin' when you talk pennies to millions Pennies to millions Uh, back at it again Back, yuh I told my niggas quit playin', let's run up the Ms Yeah, stop playin' with 'em I hop in some' fast, do the dash, I'm gone with the wind Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, uh Yo, I'm rollin' them blunts back-to-back in a big Maybach Benz Maybach Benz Back, in the back of the Maybach Uh, back at it again, yuh I told my niggas quit playin', let's run up the Ms Ayy, uh, yo I hop in some' fast, do the dash, I'm gone with the wind Hop in some' fast, yeah I'm rollin' up blunts back-to-back in a big Maybach Benz Uh, uh, back-to-back