Go Back (feat. Milano & AG) - OC, Ray West, AG

Go back, go back

We wanna go back, right?

Got A.G. with me, you know?

Milano!

Felt up but it still hurt

Sugar hill in it staring where it was

Mass appeal what you know that he got here

But I’m here with nigga shopping in vane

That’s my team I’m popping out of the basement

Take it way back like I’m Just-Ice

Living the plush life we only need one mic (tell em)

Glass of wine smooth attire

Nautica, vans, goosenecks and pathfinders

Don’t have to make you remind you

That I come from the era kids smashing up derelicts

Niggas all trash need therapists, I’m

Why I should I be crying for, all I do is rhyme raw

Fighting is July 4th I light up the sky more

When I go, go, go back, go back, go back, go back

The aura is golden, magical potion

Errorless, never less than ill

Like a Show and me intro

This flow ain’t disco, major or no distro

The disco-graph DNA, Milan, me and Ray

Feeling like a winner cold winters, hot summers

Pour out a little liquor for those not among us

The baby so beautiful

Looking at the future see my word through a cubicle

The seventies played in the eighties

Pioneered the nineties now you can find me

Under that apple tree

Go back, go back, go back, go back, go back