ScHoolboy Q – Back n Love Lyrics

Back n Love Lyrics by ScHoolboy Q

Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (Shoo), back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (Ayy, let’s go), back in love with this shit
And I love you t—
Ayy (Shoo, shoo)

I’m a God to the bitch, little kid (Kid)
I’m a God to the bitch, little bitch
Yeah, rich
What’s your name? (Quin) Quincy Hanley
How old are you, Quincy?
Nine
You gonna be in my movie? (Yeah)
Around nine, I was tryna have sex (I did)
Thirteen and I caught a new flex (Mhm-mhm)
Ask why and you probably get blessed (Hahaha)
Yes, yes (Uh-huh)
Got a iceberg floodin’ my neck (Give it to me)
With the old bitch really upset
Got a new thing, what you expect?
Yes, yes
All you dead homies, nigga, who next? (Okay)
We’re six, ’bout to carry your flesh (Your flesh)
How you little ass niggas get stretched? (Ayy)
Yes, ahh, come on
When you fell down, wasn’t concerned (Concerned)
I was up top, wasn’t my turn, mhm
Heard Trump make many y’all birds
Mhm, word
Then why get a bitch like your?
Grown man, I ain’t rockin’ no purse (Purse)
On Crip, boy, you niggas need church (Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist)
(Nerd ass, y’all niggas [?]) Hurt
Big time, I was poppin’ at birth (Ayy)
Like Future, I was pushin’ that work (Push, push, push)
Boy, her, she was all in your turf (Turf)
Ha! (Ha-ha)
You a bitch and your mama came first
Now your dad somewhere and he curse
Burn in hell, little nigga, you worse
Huh, yeah (Yeah)
When these cats start glazin’ the rats (Ayy)
First car my daughter drove was a BAC
I would send her to the bread, where we at, where we at?
Hmm, I’m fast (Ayy)
Got a new car, got a new stash (Mhm)
I was tryna go North and you mad
Black center boy really got batch (Yeah)
Mad (Shoot…), Yeah
Top down boy, look at my pass
Got a gold grill, platinum my plaques (Plaques)
On the frontline, had to move sacks
Y’all little rap niggas just rap (Rap)
I’ll be around the world, puttin’ up stats, bitch
Hmm, mhm, facts (Facts)
I hate y’all niggas, that’s that (Yeah)

Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (Shoo), back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (Ayy, let’s go), back in love with this shit

And I love you too with your hatin’ ass
I love you, and I love you, yeah
And I love you too with your hatin’ ass
I see you, you’re here
Yeah, and I love you too, hatin’ ass
Trick-ass, ho-ass
I love you too with your hatin’ ass
Bitch-ass, broke-ass, little-ass, fuck-ass
Yeah
Do you drink? You smoke?
I smoke weed, yeah
What gang y’all from? Where y’all from?
[?]
How old are you?
Twenty