Break Ya Back - Lucas Coly

Corey The Drummer

Ay, Lucas Coly Yuh

Girl break ya back to this, ay, ay

I can’t take it

I would act like she ain’t shit, but I can’t fake it

I can’t front, you bad as fuck and you gon make it

She ain’t foreign, but she twerk like she Jamaican

Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this

Break ya back to this, break ya back to this

Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this

While you pop it let a nigga throw a stack to this

Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this

I don’t give no fucks, you bad as shit like break ya back to this

While you pop it let a nigga throw a stack to this

Load your strap to this, clean your strap to this

Flip that pack to this, get your bag to this

Make it clap to this, fuck around and get whacked to this

Fuck a snitch, we gon hit you, don’t you rat to this

Shorty lit, she got all these bitches mad and shit

And we all geeked in the telly

Air Force One’s like Nelly

And she got bread, no deli

Ass real fat, no belly

Diamonds on queen, no Fetty

Might pull up on her when she ready

I’m too smooth like wetty

If you want a pint, call the celly

Said she wanna slide with a nigga

Ima let her slide with a nigga

Know she wanna ride with a nigga

Me and her too fly, lil nigga

Let her twerk while I’m high, lil nigga

Yeah, I’m right in fry, lil nigga

I ain’t boutta say shit, I ain’t finna look dumb, Ima catch you outside,

lil nigga

I can’t take it

I would act like she ain’t shit, but I can’t fake it

I can’t front, you bad as fuck and you gon make it

She ain’t foreign, but she twerk like she Jamaican

Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this

Break ya back to this, break ya back to this

Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this

While you pop it let a nigga throw a stack to this

Break ya back to this, I can’t pass on her

I can tell by how she talk, she keep that cash on her

Gucci flippas, Fenty makeup, Louis bags on her

She might break your heart, put that cast on her

Girl, I’m on your head like an afro

Spend a lot of money, make it back doe

Say she gotta nigga from the past though

You gon have to leave him in the past though

Baby so bad with a cash flow

If it ain’t about money, she an asshole

Gotta fat blunt with the hash flow

Ion give no fuck if I crash though

She so, ooh

I can’t take it

Shorty badder than a bih, she ain’t basic

Pull up in a coupe, I ain’t waiting

Shorty hotter than a bih, like she cajun

Girl, I want you no cappin

I ain’t finna play, all action

Pull up with a stick, what’s happening

Let it spit fire like a dragon

You get nun, no fraction

I get it all, I’m the captain

Booty so fat, shit magic

Write a song to it, no classic

I can’t take it

I would act like she ain’t shit, but I can’t fake it

I can’t front, you bad as fuck and you gon make it

She ain’t foreign, but she twerk like she Jamaican

Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this

Break ya back to this, break ya back to this

Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this

While you pop it let a nigga throw a stack to this