Bombs - Yung Baby Tate Lyrics

Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Yeah, mmm
I'm back on it
That ass, ooh
Look fat, don't it? Yeah
Know you see it pokin' out of the jeans, uh
Cameras flash when I step on the scene, uh
I'm a star so I stay on the screen
I make a nigga hard and I make a bitch cream
I'm way too sexy, they can't sext me
Unless they let me see what they checks be
I need a big, big bag that's hefty
And make the pussy get wet like jet skis
Yeah, I know you like that
And I don't ask where your wife at
So don't ask 'bout my man
All you gotta know is that I'm right back
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my BS
I might send a risky text
I sent a picture of my legs wide open like a V-neck
I don't fuck boys and be lone
That bullshit what I be on
I'm sucking on that dick just like a granny with no teeth on
I make a nigga wanna put a ring on it
Let me teach you somethin', I could put a grade on it
Pussy like homework
'Cause he wanna take it back-back to his room then put his name on it
I make him have a heart attack every time I throw it back
You don't need to ask 'em out 'cause you know just where I'm at
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back up on it
Back up on it
Back up on it
Back up on it
Back up on it
Back up on it
Back, back, back, back
Back up on it (Back up on it)
Back up on it (Back up on it)
Say, "Back, back" (Back, back)
Back, back (Back, back)
Say, "Fuck that nigga" (Fuck that nigga)
Fuck that nigga (Fuck that nigga)
Now throw it back (Throw it back)
Throw it back (Throw it back)
Say, "I'm back on my bullshit" (I'm back on my bullshit)
Louder! I'm back on my bullshit! (I'm back on my bullshit!)
Yeah, back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
Ayy, ooh
Back, back, back
Ayy, ooh
Back, back, back
Back on my BS
I'm back in my bag
Cash money takin' over for '19 and '20
I make a bitch back up that ass
Ooh, back, back
I told you I'm back on it
I notice that you want it
I might just let you loan it
But don't act like you own it
'Cause tonight I invited all of my boyfriends
Y'all gotta get along and act right
'Cause you know the state of mind I'm in
And you know what I'm on
Ooh, I'm back up on my bullshit
(You know, you know)
Don't know why you actin' so surprised
I don't mind if you play stupid
(You know, you know)
All damn day if you like
'Cause I'm back on my bulli' and I'm never getting off
Ever since you dropped the ball, I've been feeling so bomb
Back on my bulli' and I'm never getting off
Ever since you dropped the ball, I've been feeling so bomb