Break Ya Back - Ski Mask The Slump God, LAMB$

Sonny at world

Sonny at world

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang too

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuckin' a thot, I’m breakin' her back (Breakin' her back)

Then I ran up, right in the trap (Right in the trap)

Pull up in a Hellcat, watch it scratch (Skrrt, skrrt)

I’m in the streets, 'til I get them racks (Racks, racks)

Choppa bullets gon' break your back

Carry the weight, breakin' my back

Carry big bags, breakin' my back

All of these hoes after my racks (Doo!)

Fuckin' a thot, I’m breakin' her back

Then I ran up, right in the trap (Right in the trap)

Pull up in a Hellcat, watch it scratch (Scratch)

I’m in the streets, 'til I get them racks (Racks, racks)

Choppa bullets gon' break your back

Carry the weight, breakin' my back

Carry big bags, breakin' my back (Huh)

All of these hoes after my racks

Said I’m breakin' her back, yay

Ridin' her like a Hellcat, yay

Like I’m Old Man Jenkins

Let my nuts hang my sack, yay

Said I’m 'bout to hit the rain dance

Umbrella in my hand, aye

Bitch, I’m actin' like a caveman

When I walk, stick in my hand, yay, yuh, bitch!

I-I-I feel like the human torch

Animal voice, I get a little hoarse, uh

Stick in my hand like a torch

W-want half of everything like a divorce, uh

I am on track, like a course

Feast on my body, call it a full-course, uh

(I always wanted to fuck an insomniac)

Fuckin' a thot, I’m breakin' her back (Breakin' her back)

Then I ran up, right in the trap (Right in the trap)

Pull up in a Hellcat, watch it scratch (Skrrt, skrrt)

I’m in the streets, 'til I get them racks (Racks, racks)

Choppa bullets gon' break your back

Carry the weight, breakin' my back

Carry big bags, breakin' my back

All of these hoes after my racks (Doo!)

Fuckin' a thot, I’m breakin' her back

Then I ran up, right in the trap (Right in the trap)

Pull up in a Hellcat, watch it scratch (Scratch)

I’m in the streets, 'til I get them racks (Racks, racks)

Choppa bullets gon' break your back

Carry the weight, breakin' my back

Carry big bags, breakin' my back

All of these hoes after my racks

Chopper gonna hit like I’m told (Choppers gon' hit)

I want 50 (I want 50)

All this ice is on my neck (Yeah, yeah)

Like a hickey (Yeah, yeah)

White girls twerkin' on me (Yeah, yeah)

While in Vicky (While in Vicky)

Ride 'round with a big Glock on me (Big Glock)

Let it hitty (Let it hitty)

I do not cap, I cannot go (I can’t go)

Reach for my chain, hittin' the floor (Yeah, yeah)

I play 30 while me clippy

Why so?

That’s what calls me tricky

I just rented me a ten-piece

When I touch that touch semi

Spend a lot with a hunnid

We don’t pop out with no semis

Fuckin' a thot, I’m breakin' her back (Breakin' her back)

Then I ran up, right in the trap (Right in the trap)

Pull up in a Hellcat, watch it scratch (Skrrt, skrrt)

I’m in the streets, 'til I get them racks (Racks, racks)

Choppa bullets gon' break your back

Carry the weight, breakin' my back

Carry big bags, breakin' my back

All of these hoes after my racks (Doo!)

Fuckin' a thot, I’m breakin' her back

Then I ran up, right in the trap (Right in the trap)

Pull up in a Hellcat, watch it scratch (Scratch)

I’m in the streets, 'til I get them racks (Racks, racks)

Choppa bullets gon' break your back

Carry the weight, breakin' my back

Carry big bags, breakin' my back

All of these hoes after my racks