B.O.M.B.S. - Baby Tate

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