Background

I walked in with my strap
No I'm not doing hugs and daps
The streets so fucking cold
I told that hoe to go adapt
Load the city up wit packs
I call that bridging up the gap
Told that hoe pull up a chair
I got these hundreds in my lap
I feel like you tryna play me
Never ask me am I strapped
Hoes tryna have my baby
I been breaking babies down
Exotic glocks no three eighties
Knock a nigga off the map
Three o eight blackout
Knock a nigga back out
Took a break I'm back now
But I can't back down
Lost a couple racks
Just like a bitch came back round
I been taking shit lil nigga
Check my background
They call my fours
Asking for they shit back now

Check my background yea
Check my background
If I took yo Ps
No you can't get em back now
I been hit yo bitch
How you gone get so mad now
Check my background nigga
Check my background
Check my background hoe
Check my background
Slimed his ass so clean
I did it with a nice smile
Gen five with a beam
One in the head right now
Check my background yea
Check my background

These niggas clicking up
They swear they tough
Like these hoes won't set em up
Have her pistol whip you
Tie you up
Leave you to die or some
Pockets fat
What you on a diet or some?
Need you a pie or some?
I'm bought a sack
Like I'm d line or some
You can't run from this drum
I beat the odds
I came from the slums
I could've been a bum
My people tired
It's like I ain't learning none
But that trap going dumb
Them blue guys
He just got 30 of em
I made me eight sumn
She burnt out
Think we gotta uhh?
Cause she gave that face huh?

Check my background hoe
Check my background
Slimed his ass so clean
I did it with a nice smile
Gen five with a beam
One in the head right now
Check my background yea
Check my background
Check my background yea
Check my background
If I took yo Ps
No you can't get em back now
I been hit yo bitch
How you gone get so mad now
Check my background nigga
Check my background



Credits
Writer(s): Jacquez Gantt
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