Lil Quill – Back @ It (ft. Yung Mal) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Date 2020-02-17

Category Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

Watch Video, MP3 Download, Get Lyrics to “BACK AT IT” by Lil Quill featuring Yung Mal. The song was produced by Kino Beats.

Lil Quill Back @ It (ft. Yung Mal) (prod. Kino Beats)

Lil Quill Back @ It (ft. Yung Mal) (prod. Kino Beats)

Lil Quill & Yung Mal attracted attention for being the young duo signed to Gucci Mane’s 1017 Eskimo/Alamo Records. They fed off one another’s kinetic energy to deliver tracks with acrobatic raps. Despite their strengths as partners, they split off last year to pursue solo endeavours after Quill spent months in jail. Yung Mal dropped his debut project, Iceburg, back in August and has since continued to share singles on a steady basis. Lil Quill is now in the midst of proving his potential as a solo act. His debut arrived a few weeks ago, entitled Don Quillion.

Quill and Mal’s paths aren’t remaining entirely detached. They have collaborations on both of their debut solo projects and the one on Don Quillion, “Back @ It”, just got a music video treatment. The clip just shows the rappers spitting their impressive verses in various locations. It’s hard to listen to the song or watch the video without thinking about how great of a pair they make and lamenting their separation. Whether separately or together, Lil Quill and Yung Mal deserve to blow up and they seem to be too talented not to.

What do you think of them? Does Gucci Mane need to go harder promoting them?

Lil Quill – Back @ It (ft. Yung Mal) (prod. Kino Beats)

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Lyrics

I gotta sleep with that 40
I gotta pee with that 40
No cap

[Yung Mal]
Come on
Iceburg big quill, we turn the motherfucking temperature
Please don’t think shit sweet cause we signed us a deal, get yo ass hit with that dilenger
Walk in the bank they already knowing us
Check, cleared we sign our signature
Niggas switch up, they faded right out of the picture
Me and my brother, stuck together forever
New spot new car everyday brand new cheddar championship
We popping like bel-air, gotta thank god
Boy the whole squad doing better
Heart so cold neck frozer then frigid air
Gotta lot of money but the hood niggas still there
Still on that bullshit no nigga get no spare
We passing these hoes I swear we don’t care

[Lil Quill]
Body feelings cause we drop the top on the C
Double R hit the gas cost a cool quarter mill
Alexander McQueen just to press started me
Shoot the engine real cut on the bitch it got 3D dimension
And free my dawg meek he got 3 different sentences
[?]
Bro got the Glock with the beam and extensions
Gone fuck with you heard, cause you see what I be
Forces on the Frank I can’t see out my lean
So many bandz in my pantz and they Gucci like [?]
Shit it get deep in these trenchez, get beat out yo [?]
NO CAP,- you never seen me with 50s, know better the trap at the phone keep on ringing
[?] Double g fit hella fly, I’m leanin
He better not start cause my youngin gone finish it
Nigga want smoke, cause they gotta treat me like a chimney

[Yung Mal]
Mhm
Niggas so hot when I stop gottem asking for pictures
Niggas so black like a pastor I look like a bachelor
Spot got a hundred hoes in
No I’m not worry bout a nigga that hatin if they want it, know I shoot like my name Cole Bennet
So many hundred on hundreds on top each other
They bust out my motherfuckin skinnys
They ask about Quill, no I don’t know where he at
He somewhere counting up a Milli, you know that’s my blood, my twin We identical
We fucking on twins they say they biological
I was on block now they see me on articals
Right on her knees that’s where your daughter go
Blow him away leave no particles
I don’t got no top on this auto-mo
Ice berg colder then Antarctica
Big body living [?] park it

[Lil Quill]
So many pounds in back feel like I just then grew me a garden
We private jet, we departed
I got yo bitch getting naughty
We rolling with I’m for it
I’m on the beat I won’t snitch on [?]
Double C on my feet, louvie V on my garment
He, ain’t bout that shit he rappin bout
We never seen him in partments
G wagon seats in the rarri
We just go paid to go party
Invest that bag in my shortys
I keep that carbine not arguing
I’m going sleep with that 40
I gotta pee with that 40
I’m in the meeting with that 40
[?] in ma-jur not no nautica
Times Square press wearing linen [?]
Let’s get it

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