Back Door

I'm not a pimp but i got a limp
Currency the drip
Lean they sip
Like they sippin fifths but im flipping bricks
Power trip Kanan with the clip
Imma empty it said he aint a snitch check the list
That's the wrong answer kid
Who do know that be calling my phone and be wanting the dope it's the fiends
I need a third phone they be blowing my trap phone
But my first phone tapped it aint clean
I get the drop fuck the opps run everything in the house no scene
One up ahead of the comp
Stash the blue dream in the drop
Im taking your shorty no she dont know me but i pull off with the wop
She said im the nigga how does she figure cause i pulled up with no top
Remember when i wanna water whip it dog
Cut my time so i bought it raw
Hit the bowl it was stepped on
So i went and cop the fentanyl
Its litty titty but a nigga greedy now here comes the law fifties and hundreds water Whipping and you know im gonna get it off
Abel the name kane slayn and you know we born to ball
Other niggas screaming gang gang but we brothers above the law

When you come to the bando
You gon see all my bands yo
You gon see my wrist glow
Where my drugs go i don't even know

But i always see them coming back yo
Hit the back door hit the back door
But i always see them coming back yo
Hit the back door hit the back door

When you come to the bando
You gon see all my bands yo
You gon see my wrist glow
Where my drugs go i don't even know

But i always see them coming back yo
Hit the back door hit the back door
But i always see them coming back yo
Hit the back door hit the back door



Credits
Writer(s): Deon Jr Boyd
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