Back of the Back
I'm in the back of the back
On my lap got me feeling like
Back to back
Put some tracks on the map
Still ain't feeling right
Trippin sippin mud
Hit the plug
If the seal is right
When I get the jag
Imma Hit the gas
Hate em
I'm on they ass ain't I
Won't make it back faded
See the chain
So you mother fucking know
I just grab the scripture
Now I'm finna hit the fucking road
I just split the pros
Baby I got demons
Don't got time for fighting hoes
Told you I love you
Then I went and hurt you again
Hate that you hate me
I hate me
I'm close to the end
No no
Yeah yeah
800 That's my pants
Look how I do my dance
Look at how I do my friends
None of this shit gone last
None of this shit gone last
All of that in my hands
I don't wanna feel alone no more
I don't wanna think about that
Imma double down my demons
Double back west I'm scheming
Baby too cold anemic
I got that sauce no secret
Diamonds on froze believe me
Say that you love me don't mean it
Say that you love me don't mean it
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm in the back of the back
On my lap got me feeling like
Back to back
Put some tracks on the map
Still ain't feeling right
Trippin sippin mud
Hit the plug
If the seal is right
When I get the jag
Imma Hit the gas
Hate em
I'm on they ass ain't I
Won't make it back faded
On my lap got me feeling like
Back to back
Put some tracks on the map
Still ain't feeling right
Trippin sippin mud
Hit the plug
If the seal is right
When I get the jag
Imma Hit the gas
Hate em
I'm on they ass ain't I
Won't make it back faded
See the chain
So you mother fucking know
I just grab the scripture
Now I'm finna hit the fucking road
I just split the pros
Baby I got demons
Don't got time for fighting hoes
Told you I love you
Then I went and hurt you again
Hate that you hate me
I hate me
I'm close to the end
No no
Yeah yeah
800 That's my pants
Look how I do my dance
Look at how I do my friends
None of this shit gone last
None of this shit gone last
All of that in my hands
I don't wanna feel alone no more
I don't wanna think about that
Imma double down my demons
Double back west I'm scheming
Baby too cold anemic
I got that sauce no secret
Diamonds on froze believe me
Say that you love me don't mean it
Say that you love me don't mean it
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm in the back of the back
On my lap got me feeling like
Back to back
Put some tracks on the map
Still ain't feeling right
Trippin sippin mud
Hit the plug
If the seal is right
When I get the jag
Imma Hit the gas
Hate em
I'm on they ass ain't I
Won't make it back faded
Credits
Writer(s): James Hiltz
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