Back 2 Back
(Supreme you're a bitch)
(Ha ha ha)
Yuh
Ay
Yuh
Yuh
Ay
Drip on a bitch
Yeah I scheme on the bitch
I don't want no molly steam in this bitch
Back to back on oxy lean in this bitch
I don't wear Abercrombie tees that are ripped
I don't give a fuck cause I'm makin money anyways
Gotta figure myself out do this shit my own way
Going 90 on the fuckin freeway
Why does all this shit seem so cliché?
Skipping rocks, out my box
I been thinkin smoking pot
Ten O'clock on the dot
Reminiscing about the thought
Drippin snot, cause I'm caught
And I lost my train of thought
And you tryna copy me?
Wanna be my mascot
I've been working everyday
You be chillin getting laid
Me and you are not the same
You just tryna get played
They don't care about my feelings
I been staring at the ceiling
They don't care about the killing
I been crying while I'm kneeling
I've been livin right, so now I gotta stomach ache
Everybody a bitch now they all the fuckin same
Cut my grass short now all I see are fucking snakes
Know when I drop this shit everyone will know my name
Kissed by the look of death
I gotta take a breath
Stackin my money like Walter White makin meth
Don't try to make amends
We are not fuckin friends
If you play with me then it will lead to ya end
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
Run it up now I started makin cash
Speed it up 150 on the dash
Too fast now I might fuckin crash
Slidin on the pavement got me heat-rash
Shred like my name is Slash
I'm a metalhead so you know that I gotta thrash
Is that your bitch?
Damn she look like she fuckin trash
So much head that I got fuckin whiplash
Ay
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
(Ha ha ha)
Yuh
Ay
Yuh
Yuh
Ay
Drip on a bitch
Yeah I scheme on the bitch
I don't want no molly steam in this bitch
Back to back on oxy lean in this bitch
I don't wear Abercrombie tees that are ripped
I don't give a fuck cause I'm makin money anyways
Gotta figure myself out do this shit my own way
Going 90 on the fuckin freeway
Why does all this shit seem so cliché?
Skipping rocks, out my box
I been thinkin smoking pot
Ten O'clock on the dot
Reminiscing about the thought
Drippin snot, cause I'm caught
And I lost my train of thought
And you tryna copy me?
Wanna be my mascot
I've been working everyday
You be chillin getting laid
Me and you are not the same
You just tryna get played
They don't care about my feelings
I been staring at the ceiling
They don't care about the killing
I been crying while I'm kneeling
I've been livin right, so now I gotta stomach ache
Everybody a bitch now they all the fuckin same
Cut my grass short now all I see are fucking snakes
Know when I drop this shit everyone will know my name
Kissed by the look of death
I gotta take a breath
Stackin my money like Walter White makin meth
Don't try to make amends
We are not fuckin friends
If you play with me then it will lead to ya end
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
Run it up now I started makin cash
Speed it up 150 on the dash
Too fast now I might fuckin crash
Slidin on the pavement got me heat-rash
Shred like my name is Slash
I'm a metalhead so you know that I gotta thrash
Is that your bitch?
Damn she look like she fuckin trash
So much head that I got fuckin whiplash
Ay
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
Runnin up and we goin back to back
Pullin up and we wearin all black
We just tryna make that fat rack
Yeah we tryna get that fat stack
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