Back on It (feat. Offset & Young Scooter) - Zaytoven

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Back on It (feat. Offset & Young Scooter) Lyrics

Yeah, haha
You already know it's that muh'fuckin' Trap Holizay
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Got Offset with me
The best producer alive, Zaytiggy, yeah
(Zaytoven)
You know what I'm sayin?
You can't get on Zay' beats without wrapping cocaine, nigga
Yeah, real dope boy
Offset, takeoff on these niggas

Woo, woo, woo
Walk in the club with the cash on me (cash)
Gang in the club with the strap on 'em (gang-gang)
I cut you off, turn your back on me (cut)
I hit a lick, double-back on it (huh)
I got four dubs who want back on it (woo)
Stuck in the kitchen, the MAC on 'em (stuck)
Stuck in the pot cookin' crack on 'em (stove)

Perci and Molly, I'm back on it (woo)
Bitch, I don't play with that money, no (no)
Boy, what you say, got a mil' of those (woo)
Don't duck a brick, rather finger-roll (finger-roll)
Bitch ridin' dick on her tippy-toes (agh)
Fuck all this pack, nigga, fuck all this fame (uh)

Nigga, I'm up like I'm sellin' cocaine (woo, woo)
Takin' this jet to Quebec in this fame (woo)
My pockets loaded, can't walk, need a cane (loaded)

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Great Dane, big dog, continental, blue frog
Pumps sawed-off, what it good, did to cut the top off
Playin' with the gang get you knocked off
It was all games 'til we popped off

MAC-11 sprayin' like salt
Diamonds shinin' when the lights off
I don't care about the price, dawg
Dominican bitch with some nice jaw
Creepin' in the night with your lady

Niggas hate it, but we been the greatest
Never lazy, pull up in the latest
Your pockets slim and they real shady

I'm with the mafia, cookin' tilapia
Shawty real popular, her left the opposite
That money you flexin', I know that this all of it
Won't text you 'cause I can't wait to just stall a bitch

Walk in the club with the cash on me (cash)
Gang in the club with the strap on 'em (gang-gang)
I cut you off, turn your back on me (cut)
I hit a lick, double-back on it (huh)
I got four dubs who want back on it (woo)
Stuck in the kitchen, the MAC on 'em (stuck)
Stuck in the pot cookin' crack on 'em (stove)
Perci and Molly, I'm back on it (woo)

Bitch, I don't play with that money, no (no)
Boy, what you say, got a mil' of those (woo)
Don't duck a brick, rather finger-roll (finger-roll)
Bitch ridin' dick on her tippy-toes (agh)
Fuck all this pack, nigga, fuck all this fame (uh, yeah)
Nigga, I'm up like I'm sellin' cocaine (woo, woo, nigga)
Takin' this jet to Quebec in this fame (woo)
My pockets loaded, can't walk, need a cane (loaded)

Do it for the streets (yeah, do it for the streets)
Let e'rrybody eat (yeah, let e'rrybody eat)
Sell dope on beats (yeah, sell dope on beats)
BMF, BG (skrrt, BMF, BG)
YSL (slime, YSL), Offset, QC ('set, Offset, QC)
Four pockets full (count up, four pockets full)
Everyday for the streets (yeah, everyday for the streets)

Walk in the club with a hunnid-thou'
Everyday I leave the house, got a hunnid rounds (yeah)
Nigga turn up, get turned down (turned down)
Everyday 'round street, it go down (go down)
You ain't no boss, nigga, you a ho
I used to get money with your CEO
The second rich nigga from Lil' Mexico
You never did straight business, had to stretch the blow (free Meek)

Me an' Offset, we count up checks (count up)
My jewellery got ten Rolex
Used to be broke, that's why I flex (flex)
A half a million 'round my neck (count up)
touch my soul pronto
Black Migo, head huncho
A wish a nigga turned his back on me
I get him whacked, pronto (street)

Walk in the club with the cash on me (cash)
Gang in the club with the strap on 'em (gang-gang)
I cut you off, turn your back on me (cut)
I hit a lick, double-back on it (huh)
I got four dubs who want back on it (woo)
Stuck in the kitchen, the MAC on 'em (stuck)
Stuck in the pot cookin' crack on 'em (stove)
Perci and Molly, I'm back on it (woo)

Bitch, I don't play with that money, no (no)
Boy, what you say, got a mil' of those (woo)
Don't duck a brick, rather finger-roll (finger-roll)
Bitch ridin' dick on her tippy-toes (agh)
Fuck all this pack, nigga, fuck all this fame (uh)
Nigga, I'm up like I'm sellin' cocaine (woo, woo)
Takin' this jet to Quebec in this fame (woo)
My pockets loaded, can't walk, need a cane (loaded)

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Xavier Dotson, better known as Zaytoven, is an American record producer out of San Francisco, California born in Germany on an Army base He was raised in San Francisco but later moved to Atlanta, Georgia. Since then, he has worked with Gucci Mane extensively, contributing at least one song on every one of his albums, and doing many mixtapes with him. He has also worked with other notable Atlanta artists, such as Soulja Boy, Gorilla Zoe, Young Jeezy and OJ Da Juiceman. He first started making beats for local San Francisco artists such as Messy Marv and San Quinn."It was during his time in San Francisco did Zay reach his formative years. He learned to play piano, guitar and organ in the church choir and soon began selling beats to local Bay Area rappers.

Zaytoven was playing a lhe saxs producing for local Atlanta artist Gucci Mane, Zaytoven became the go-to producer for JT Tha Bigga Figga and Messy Marv. But just as his beats began to become popular his family packed up and moved to Georgia.But because of the fact Zaytoven wanted to get his name out and thought he would be more successful in the California area, He decided to stay

In 2000, Zaytoven joined the rest of his family in the Atl, Georgia area Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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