Look Back at It

[Intro]

Uh

(Winners Circle)

[Chorus]

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it

I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)

Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket

I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)

[Verse 1]

Atlanta bitch with a Miami Cuban (Ice)

Touch it, I up it, I go Call of Duty (Grrah)

Won't let him fuck, but I might let him chew me

Big booty, his mama think I'm a hoochie (Ha)

Just like these baguettes, yeah, the pussy wet (Wet)

I don't only got a check on the internet

Top floor penthouse where I'm sittin' at

He a trick, I'ma make a nigga send that

Don't bring up no TV show, bitch, I been bodied that

I got a Birkin as big as a body bag

Freak like a circus, on dick, I'm an acrobat

If you can't eat it, just spell out the alphabet

Yeah (Mmm), pussy make a nigga say "Mmm"

Hop in that 'Vette and I vroom

Black truck behind me, it's full of them goons (Grrah)

[Chorus]

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it

I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)

Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket

I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it

I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)

Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket

I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)

[Verse 2]

Brand new baguetties (Ice)

He tryna slurp me up like some spaghetti (Uh)

He fell in love when he met me (He met me)

I fuck that nigga life up if he let me (On God)

I don't do the internet, bitch, it be messy (No)

Opp in the party, get popped like confetti (Ooh)

Ain't impressed by money, that lil' shit petty

Niggas get intimidated when a bitch talk heavy

Got 'em tryna do what I do (I do)

Drop the nigga, bounce back with two (Ooh)

Flood the wrist but I coulda went cool

You can come up from nothin', I'm proof (I'm proof)

Bitch, you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes

I'll catch a flight to Cali just to see a new view

How we got the same twenty-four but you still broke?

I can't give a bum nigga no excuse (Hell no)

Ass on fat, make a nigga look back (Back)

I'ma shop when I land, I ain't even gon' pack (No)

I be switchin' out niggas like a motherfuckin' mat

First Atlanta rap bitch with a muhfuckin' plaque (On God)

Make a nigga wanna grab at it, yeah

Drop a nigga like a bad habit, yeah

Got him jumpin' on the bandwagon

Signed to RCA, but this pussy atlantic (Wow)

[Chorus]

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it

I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)

Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket

I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit

Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it

I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it)

Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket

I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)