2 Chainz - Back On The Bullsh** lyrics

[Intro: 2 Chainz] Umm They say we smoke, we gon' smoke You say we gon' drink ,we gon' drink You say you want d**, we want d** We don't give a f** what you think [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Big (?) parked in my driveway Hangin' out that motherf**er sideways Residue in my fingernail, make every day like Friday This how we do it on the southside Bumpin' Trapaveli on the car ride Bad booty shots got you lopsided I buy a new car if my car die Solid gold Jesus, two of 'em Backseat I'ma call Futon Ride around in motherf**er uwop Like who-a-who-a-who-a-who-a Bought a bad b**h, I got a crew of 'em It's f** fur coats, I got a zoo of 'em It's thug life, n***as I don't fool with 'em I don't care if I went to school with 'em Come out that thing like yee Everybody with me, n***a D Everybody with me, n***a D Everybody with me n***a eat Black ink all on my body I pray a body don't get on my shotty I pray nobody don't get in my way n***a A to the motherf**in' K n***a Start spittin' lyrical bullets Don't be surprised if I pull it Don't be surprised if I shoot it We the type to pick on a bully We the type to ride in foreigns We the type to ride of Forgis Pinky ring look like a smoothie Flame goin' up on a Tuesday [Hook: 2 Chainz] You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? Now, you on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? Now, you on that bullsh** ain't you? [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Big thing parked in the driveway Squad hotter than Zimbabwe IPhone got a n***a irate Ringing all day, all day, like Kanye Got AK bullets with your name on 'em Powder on my hands, King James on 'em I walk around this b**h with my chest out Yeah n***a bout to go Ving Rhames on 'em Man look at who I done became on 'em n***as look who and I went switch lanes on 'em All my n***as brainless, need brain donors We movin' birds, gettin' birds, sh** stains on 'em Man f** these n***as, I don't know these n***as From Jumpstreet it's been M-O-B n***a It's M-O-B since my D-O-B n***a And since my D-O-B I've been on my J-O-B n***a I shoot a n***a a** like Ginobili n***a I kick a n***a a** like Shinobi n***a I give your b**h dick like Moby n***a She know the words to my songs, karaoke winner Smokey Robinson couldn't out smoke me n***a I'm on her cheese like anchovies n***a I get a kilo and keep it lowkey n***a Cause you on that bullsh** and you nosy n***a You on that bullsh** ain't ya? I'm back on my bullsh**, gangster I'm back up to full strength, gangster Pat-pat at the pulpit, gangster, amen And I still root for the underdog And you the pile of sh** under the underdog These n***as ain't eatin' like a Ramadan I shoot the driver in the head, make 'em honk the horn I got the 100's big faces like the mongoloid I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid Got big booty b**hes in their under-alls And they p**y gettin' wetter than a thunderstorm And I swear when I'm in them panty hose I'm like a kid in the candy store But I got this bright red bandana though Flingin' it like I'm a matador [Hook: 2 Chainz + (Lil Wayne)] You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? Now, you on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? Now, you on that bullsh** ain't you? [Outro: 2 Chainz + (Lil Wayne)] Yeah, yup, yeah, yup Yeah, yup, yeah, yup Yeah, yup, yeah, yup (It's Tunechi and 2 Chainz and we on that bullsh** It's 2 Chainz and Tunechi and we back on our bullsh**) Yeah, yup, yeah, yup (We gon' handle that bullsh** We gon' deal with that bullsh** So come on with that bullsh** Cause we back, we back on our bullsh** You on that bullsh** ain't you? You on that bullsh** ain't you? I'm back on my bullsh** I'm back on my bullsh** I'm back up to full strength Pat-pat-pat, amen Yes Lord, we back on that bullsh** Hollygrove)