BACK2BACK

She movin' bad, bet you the guys still hit it
All the way up, double cup
We gon run it up
We ain't the same, I'm new to the game
But I'm still doing damage
Don't you dare say that this shit is luck cause nigga I planned it
They don't understand me
But you know we good
Had to go get it myself
They ain't see how I see it
All of my hoes top shelf
Switch it up
Pour this shit up, I ain't playing this shit ain't for no fame
Gotta leave my legacy they gon remember my name
Niggas get rich and don't know how to act
Give back to the needy nigga make sure you make an impact
I remember that one bitch, her ass was so fat
Swear I almost lost my shit
But I got myself back
We gon spin 100 times, bitch its eye for an eye
Disrespect one of my guys and you gon fuckin'
Don't even play nigga you gon fuckin'
Yeah slat, TGK

Don't let cro start kissing his teeth
Cause Koldheart not the only thing we put on a tee
You ain't gon get it from me
But you can get it from (Shhh, don't be saying no names)
She told she wanna Jeep
I told her we all got dreams
I'm really a popstar
So getting my hands dirty ain't proper
This weed gon send me to the doctor
I lied I'm really a rockstar
I lied again I'm really a wokstar
Uhhh
Better believe, that me and T
In Miami, tryna touch a milli
This life shit ain't free (Yeah)
We been doing this before we had a team
We need a house in the hills
Ice neck gimme chills
It's Yung Koba hoe
Whatchu talking bout lil hoe
You gotta pay me for a show
You gotta pay me just to even show
Cause I ain't leaving my home
Your girl right here running dome
It's me and slat
Me and slat
Back to back
Rocking caps
Rocking Koldheart
Rocking Vame
We don't fame
I just need residuals
Koba the coldest



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Writer(s): Mj Bofah
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