Back and Forth
Yeah
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethren on me, why is you gangin' me, Wiley? Yeah
Diamonds sit and call, why they call? Why they call?
Bitches wanna fuck, why they calling me up?
Pass it to your Neb white, tearing it up
I just cupped a lamb, I don't need a base truck
Shit, fuck, huh
Look who just popped on the scene
I might go pop me a bean
Whippin' the money, the cream
Aspit, forever my team
Ride in the cool limousine
We shoot the cat magazine
Shout out my brother named Zine
Jaw's swinging on my head like a four day fight
Don't fuck with no bangs, you like Shaw Day's height
Don't fuck with the clan, we ain't calm tonight
Drippin' on my neck, yeah you know that's...
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethren on me, why is you gangin' me, Wiley? Yeah
She just hit my line and she said "Uh-huh"
I know that I shouldn't but it just feel right
Little Loxet coming here in my vein tonight
Yeah I'm sippin', trippin' but I'm losing my mind
Grew up in the sun, got my head in the sky
Where'd it all go wrong, yeah, I made my mamma cry
Running out of time, I don't feel alright
Running out of time, I don't want you, got my ice
I don't need you by my side
Never losing sight
Yeah my dumbass lookin' eyes down
Livin' in my rhyme
I can do you right now, I can do you right
Rolley taking fast yeah, we running out of...
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethren on me, why is you gangin' me, Wiley? Yeah
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethren on me, why is you gangin' me, Wiley? Yeah
Diamonds sit and call, why they call? Why they call?
Bitches wanna fuck, why they calling me up?
Pass it to your Neb white, tearing it up
I just cupped a lamb, I don't need a base truck
Shit, fuck, huh
Look who just popped on the scene
I might go pop me a bean
Whippin' the money, the cream
Aspit, forever my team
Ride in the cool limousine
We shoot the cat magazine
Shout out my brother named Zine
Jaw's swinging on my head like a four day fight
Don't fuck with no bangs, you like Shaw Day's height
Don't fuck with the clan, we ain't calm tonight
Drippin' on my neck, yeah you know that's...
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethren on me, why is you gangin' me, Wiley? Yeah
She just hit my line and she said "Uh-huh"
I know that I shouldn't but it just feel right
Little Loxet coming here in my vein tonight
Yeah I'm sippin', trippin' but I'm losing my mind
Grew up in the sun, got my head in the sky
Where'd it all go wrong, yeah, I made my mamma cry
Running out of time, I don't feel alright
Running out of time, I don't want you, got my ice
I don't need you by my side
Never losing sight
Yeah my dumbass lookin' eyes down
Livin' in my rhyme
I can do you right now, I can do you right
Rolley taking fast yeah, we running out of...
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethren on me, why is you gangin' me, Wiley? Yeah
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
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Writer(s): Seaton Rogers
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