Bacc Against the Wall
My back against the wall
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
My back against the wall
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
Said If my back against the wall
You already know
Let a shot fly everybody low
Don't need a pill to be me anymore
But I let her taste it just so she could know
I now why niggas hate me
It feel like I'm on
And something 'bout you got a nigga loose
It's feeling like a nigga wanna know you
And I don't mind being the one to choose
Shorty we could make a baby let's make it two
It ain't no pressure it's on you
I'm with whatever you wan' do
Just long as you ready for round two
This life's making me crazy I won't lose
As long as I stand on my own two
And moving however I want to
This glock gon' be bussing out the roof
My back against the wall
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
My back against the wall
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
My back against the wall
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
Said If my back against the wall
You already know
Let a shot fly everybody low
Don't need a pill to be me anymore
But I let her taste it just so she could know
I now why niggas hate me
It feel like I'm on
And something 'bout you got a nigga loose
It's feeling like a nigga wanna know you
And I don't mind being the one to choose
Shorty we could make a baby let's make it two
It ain't no pressure it's on you
I'm with whatever you wan' do
Just long as you ready for round two
This life's making me crazy I won't lose
As long as I stand on my own two
And moving however I want to
This glock gon' be bussing out the roof
My back against the wall
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
My back against the wall
I cannot fold
All my niggas running laps like they pros
We keep the tool all my niggas got a pole
If you run up we gon' up it and we blow
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Writer(s): Ayo Alexis
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