Back Board (feat. Gunna)
Playmakers
Oh, oh
Banging her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that thing 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin that lil' gal fi on Melrose
Spitting game like a player from here home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she calling me daddy when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up all four, they think that you're here, so saucy when you comе on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tеll that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on
On
She ride on that dick like a trolley, trolley
I'm licking her up, she a hotty, hotty
Cute face and no waist, this a lotta body
I knew I would fuck up my whole side
They said, "She is the one, you got it, got it"
Mad that I'm on, you don't gotta like it
Got my Chrome Heart jeans on with a pocket rock
Told her come on, babe, we going shoppin'
Drop me an album, ain't do no flopping
Living this life, it feel like Monopoly
I buy that shit and it's private property
Original, I don't wanna copy
Oh, she gotta leave it sloppy sloppy
Suck it when we fly to Abu Dhabi
We got no name and we body body
Banging her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that thing 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin that lil' gal fi on Melrose
Spitting game like a player from here home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she calling me daddy when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up all four, they think that you're here, so saucy when you come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on
On
Just know these hundreds and these hoes on me
I'll treat you some girl, keep it lowkey
Nigga ever think 'bout playing with Lil Keed
All the slimes know it's R.I.P
Went and got all-white and a stain on me
Yeah, I'm having ties, yeah, M-O-B
Twin hoes on me so I made a DoubleTree
Bitch said a drop-top, lil' ho, I might be
Riding with a Glock, yeah, it got long reach
Yeah, it sit in the crack of the seat
Yeah, I put bands on your ho, watch your man, he ever play
Just know I get him fried like grease
Yeah, I want Chanel, nigga, from the head to the toe
But Gunna want Dior feet
And they twenty G's
Trolling you hoes, I don't give a fuck
You not the on the leash, I'm chasing the dream
Oh, woah, woah, woah
Put YSL matts on my floors
Yeah, her head good, yeah, I'm curling my toes
Get real money and I want some more
These niggas junkies so I ride with a pole
Plotting on taking so I gotta drop it low
I'll waste money whacking then catch a show
I ain't wasting money on man, blowin' to the bone
Banging her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that dick 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin that lil' gal gi on Melrose
Spitting game like a player from here home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she calling me daddy when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up all four, they think that you're here, so saucy when you come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on
On
Oh, oh
Banging her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that thing 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin that lil' gal fi on Melrose
Spitting game like a player from here home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she calling me daddy when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up all four, they think that you're here, so saucy when you comе on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tеll that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on
On
She ride on that dick like a trolley, trolley
I'm licking her up, she a hotty, hotty
Cute face and no waist, this a lotta body
I knew I would fuck up my whole side
They said, "She is the one, you got it, got it"
Mad that I'm on, you don't gotta like it
Got my Chrome Heart jeans on with a pocket rock
Told her come on, babe, we going shoppin'
Drop me an album, ain't do no flopping
Living this life, it feel like Monopoly
I buy that shit and it's private property
Original, I don't wanna copy
Oh, she gotta leave it sloppy sloppy
Suck it when we fly to Abu Dhabi
We got no name and we body body
Banging her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that thing 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin that lil' gal fi on Melrose
Spitting game like a player from here home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she calling me daddy when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up all four, they think that you're here, so saucy when you come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on
On
Just know these hundreds and these hoes on me
I'll treat you some girl, keep it lowkey
Nigga ever think 'bout playing with Lil Keed
All the slimes know it's R.I.P
Went and got all-white and a stain on me
Yeah, I'm having ties, yeah, M-O-B
Twin hoes on me so I made a DoubleTree
Bitch said a drop-top, lil' ho, I might be
Riding with a Glock, yeah, it got long reach
Yeah, it sit in the crack of the seat
Yeah, I put bands on your ho, watch your man, he ever play
Just know I get him fried like grease
Yeah, I want Chanel, nigga, from the head to the toe
But Gunna want Dior feet
And they twenty G's
Trolling you hoes, I don't give a fuck
You not the on the leash, I'm chasing the dream
Oh, woah, woah, woah
Put YSL matts on my floors
Yeah, her head good, yeah, I'm curling my toes
Get real money and I want some more
These niggas junkies so I ride with a pole
Plotting on taking so I gotta drop it low
I'll waste money whacking then catch a show
I ain't wasting money on man, blowin' to the bone
Banging her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that dick 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin that lil' gal gi on Melrose
Spitting game like a player from here home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she calling me daddy when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up all four, they think that you're here, so saucy when you come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on
On
Credits
Writer(s): Raqhid Jevon Render, Chandler Durham, Sergio Kitchens, Kenneth Redfield Jr
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