Back To It

[Intro]
What's crazy is that I miss you so much
I don't know if you think this is a game, because it's fuckin' not
I don't know what to do

[Chorus: RiskTaker D-Boy]
Let's get back to it
Let me fuck you while we listen to some trap music
Hit it hard, I might damn near break your back to it
And you know I like your style
You know it been a while, so let's get back to it
Let's get back to it
Let me fuck you while we listen to some trap music
Hit it hard, I might damn near break your back to it
And you know I like your style
You know it been a while, so let's get back to it

[Verse 1: Coach Joey]
Look, huh, why you askin' 'bout my hoes like you could fight or somethin'?
Every time we get into it, I just buy you somethin' (Here)
Why you sayin' you don't trust me like I lied or somethin'?
I keep it real with you, I ain't never lie about nothin' (Never)
Not even small shit, shit I wasn't involved with
Yeah, she be around the whole gang, but that's dog bitch (Dog bitch)
I admit I would've hit, but she let dog hit
How you pick him over me and I'm a dog?
Let's get back to it
Your ex took you through some shit, you won't go back through it
I introduce you to these vibes, you won't go back to 'em
I'm tryna change how you view things
I know I have mood swings, but I'm changin' for you
Bae, let's get back to it
Backshots when we fuck, put your back into it
I shouldn't've fucked you like I fucked you, now you actin' stupid
And you knew about my hoes, why you actin' clueless
Huh, ayy

[Chorus: RiskTaker D-Boy]
Let's get back to it
Let me fuck you while we listen to some trap music
Hit it hard, I might damn near break your back to it
And you know I like your style
You know it been a while, so let's get back to it
Let's get back to it
Let me fuck you while we listen to some trap music
Hit it hard, I might damn near break your back to it
And you know I like your style
You know it been a while, so let's get back to it

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, let me fuck you to some old Jeezy (Yeah)
Flood your closet with the new season (Haha)
When she bless me, it feel like she teething (Ayy)
Your nigga houndin' me for a feature (That nigga crazy)
You know I like your style, buy you plain, bust it down (Yeah)
Why you bringin' luggage? Cashin' when we touchin' down
Never had a real nigga, never seen a hundred thou'
I let her Uber to the crib with her friends, run 'round
You been stressin' lately, let me change your situation
Post me on your page, look at all them bitches' faces
Baby, I'll put you up, your ex still stuck in mama basement
But you better not fuck it up, who you gon' get for my replacement?
When I leave, I might take you, while I'm workin', you vacayin'
She love how I smell, goin' to text me, "Peep the fragrance"
No, I don't do no basics, I might take you, I might take you
Tell your friends that you all taken, fuck the critics, they be hatin'

[Chorus: RiskTaker D-Boy]
Let's get back to it
Let me fuck you while we listen to some trap music
Hit it hard, I might damn near break your back to it
And you know I like your style
You know it been a while, so let's get back to it
Let's get back to it
Let me fuck you while we listen to some trap music
Hit it hard, I might damn near break your back to it
And you know I like your style
You know it been a while, so let's get back to it

[Chorus: RiskTaker D-Boy]
Ayy, let's get back to it
Let me fuck you while we listen to some trap music
Hit it hard, I might damn near break your back to it
And you know I like your style
You know it been a while, so let's get back to it
Let's get back to it