BackDoor

Back door yeah I can't get back doored
By the time he turn around bitch the Mack drawn
Then his head and his neck and his back gone
Fuck tennis but yk I got racks on
Nigga flexed zaza now his pack gone
Once I get the mata Ima knock walls
On the court bitch I ball like John wall
Ion know what that cuffin shit about
I'm just tryna put some in ya mouth
Drop the top off the coup let em pout
If you see the blicky you better not shout
Cause we ah let that shit go in here ya dig
Remember when I was down bad Aint have shit
Now I'm rich as a fuck and yk who I is
I could pull on ya bitch and put dick in her ribs

I pull up in the hood with a 44 bitch
5% tint on a road call bitch
Said she fw me hit a lo blow
Bitch I'm on go mode ima let 4 go bitch
Hit a stain but I think I want 4 more
Keep that thang on trigger I swear it be itching
Swear I went through the worst that's why my heart is missing
Niggas claim they ya bruddas be loving wit tension
How tf that work I keep a pole on me
Cause I feel they gonna turn to hoes on me
In the kitchen with them hunntis and them bowls on me
You can't say you hold me down and then you fold on me
Ion know about my homies think he told on me
That's why I move siti
I gotta get busy
I gotta make moves in the bank like I'm bizzy
I gotta move tact I'm the king of the city
Niggas talk hot cause they keep that blicky
Till they get shot in the back like ricky
Shawty wanna fuck better suck this dicky
Niggas be rats no cap they mickeys
I love me some pussy but I want them thitties
You know how I'm rockin my diamonds look pissy
Ima real life demon so go head and diss me
Cause bullets gone come back around like frisbee