Aitch – Bring It Back (Instrumental) (Prod. By Sangy, LiTek & WhYJay)

[Intro]
Yeah, we need them bars now, though, bro
You get me? Gonna need to hear you rapping
Shit

[Chorus]
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, she gon’ see the ice and get wet (Ah)
Camera flash, all these diamonds on me, it’s only right that I flex
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, she gon’ see the ride and it’s set (Yeah)
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, hit my line, I don’t ring it back
[Verse 1]
Said they wan’ do me (Yeah)
Ain’t nobody come Moston, last time I checked up, everyone’s Gucci (Ah)
Rake up money, no problem, just left thе booth, who’s sellin’ some jewеllery? (Woo)
Girl mad ’cause a man’s got options, if I don’t stop, I ain’t gettin’ no coochie (Haha)
Weed purple, my roses gold (Let’s go)
Clean shirt and the choker’s froze (Yeah)
Teeth hurt ’cause the rosé’s cold
Leave burst to an open Rolls (Ooh)
Poke and ghost
Put on my clothes, get chauffeured home
People lie, but the trophies don’t
Numbers too and I go through loads (Skrrt, skrrt)
Home for the week (Home for the week)
Unpack my case, see nothin’ but weed and rosary beads
Ah, shit
Smoke ’til I sleep (What?)
Black out the tints, all coke on the seats
For the low on a creep (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, she gon’ see the ice and get wet (Ah)
Camera flash, all these diamonds on me, it’s only right that I flex (Flex)
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, she gon’ see the ride and it’s set (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, hit my line, I don’t ring it back (Brr)
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[Verse 2]
Step in, I’m comfy (Yeah)
Ain’t nobody this clean, when I met your team, everybody looked dusty (Ah)
Sixteen bodyin’ beats, eighteen on the scene and my pocket got chunky
Don’t lack when it comes to peace, three hundred Gs, I drop it on Mumzy, yeah
Young Aitch, big raps, big shelly
Big tax, big belly, flip bats, sip Henny
Aim straight, click-clack, kill Kenny
Kick back, shit’s heavy, sit back, get ready
Switch lanes, switch back, stick steady
Flip racks, quick penny, hit gaff, link Becky
Big brain, big bag, big semi (Haha)
Let’s go, ayy
Home for the week
Go flip dough, get dome, and repeat
Get off the phone and show me the Ps
Just know a cheque’s been wrote when I speak
I ain’t steppin’ outside if I ain’t gettin’ paid
When you see me, I’m holdin’ a fee (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t payin’ no mind to a prick when they hate
They ain’t seen what I sold in a week (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus]
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, she gon’ see the ice and get wet (Ah)
Camera flash, all these diamonds on me, it’s only right that I flex (Yeah, yeah)
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, she gon’ see the ride and it’s set
Bring it back, tell her bring it back, hit my line, I don’t ring it back
[Outro]
When I grow up, I’m gonna make all the money
Get all the girls and have a big house in the sunshine somewhere
Trust me