On My Back

Whole team on my back
So I cant crash
I just took a tab
I dont wanna go back
AK47 smoking pressure like a grav
I dont love these hoes
I love to count up all these racks
Smoking in the whip I think we going really fast
Drop the fucking top just like its dizzy gon collapse
Do you know that feeling when you finna get a bag
I can introduce you to a feeling you aint had
She say she feel nothing, we got something in common
Drugs like big pharma, we can play with karma
Can you feel whats coming
Rubber burn like Yokohama
They count on the drama
Cant be me I count on commas

Big wave
Boutta take off no runway
Uh huh
Some way
You get fucked up no foreplay
Sending me vids im not on her private
Lets make a flick, you fucking with midas
Wanna get rich
Ill show you the vibes
But if you aint riding you probably gon die
I say that its up
Shawty gon slide
Her nigga a pup
Come run with the titans
Came out the rough
You know Im a diamond
Freeze at the touch
He colder than Ice
I never been nice
She sweeter than icing
Shoot straight aint no reason for fighting
Cant wait, if you hate you get wiped up
Cold world, then your girl get wifed up
No Luck, You gon die if you try us
Wont lie, pay for shirts and ill sign them im gone
I spit the flame till theres nothing to say
You gon fall in if you digging a grave
New bad bitch so Im boutta behave
Pull up with the team and pull off in a wraith

Whole team on my back
So I cant crash
I just took a tab
I dont wanna go back
AK47 smoking pressure like a grav
I dont love these hoes
I love to count up all these racks
Smoking in the whip I think we going really fast
Drop the fucking top just like its dizzy gon collapse
Do you know that feeling when you finna get a bag
I can introduce you to a feeling you aint had
She say she feel nothing, we got something in common
Drugs like big pharma, we can play with karma
Can you feel whats coming
Rubber burn like Yokohama
They count on the drama
Cant be me I count on commas

Once Ive started going
No ones stopping me from shit
In my bag right now
Aint got no time to waste it on a bitch
Im tired of the damn distractions stopping me from this
Yeah I turn my speakers up to block the sound and make a hit
Bitch I put in 40 hours sitting in a week
Everybody worried bout captions but I barely even sleep
When it comes to music I mean shit then you would see
What its like inside my life Im only fighting for my dream

Whole team on my back
So I cant crash
I just took a tab
I dont wanna go back
AK47 smoking pressure like a grav
I dont love these hoes
I love to count up all these racks
Smoking in the whip I think we going really fast
Drop the fucking top just like its dizzy gon collapse
Do you know that feeling when you finna get a bag
I can introduce you to a feeling you aint had



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Writer(s): Christian Hernandez
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