Backend
Miss
Blaze
Back in it
Then, he back in it
I'mma wet it up and leave 'em bussin' like a Draco
I'm going places that you can't go
Got the type of shit that's gone make a nigga act slow
Huh?
If you can huh, you can hear
Do what I say so
My shit hit
It hit like Will Smith
I think I might hit the kill switch
He be saying shit that make the freak come out
I'mma tell you that I'm all in, and leave some doubt
I'm in a pickle, and I still can't deal with these bitches
He can whip it, so you know I take the heat in the kitchen
Uh
I popped
Like flies, these hoes dropped
His ass stuck
It's easy to get him off
Play with big ballers
You the player?
I'm the tight end
Keep him running back
And I'mma let his ass right in
He say we just friends
He want more
He so capped out
Don't ask 'bout the back end
Fore' you try to front out
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
What he ask for
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
Racks in the mattress
Thong on my ass cheeks
I say if you with it, then I'm ready for the action
This nigga a joke
I'mma link him up with Ashton
Ashton
Martin
No
Music
I got big bait on this rod
He tryna' pull up
He sent me a text and asked "Is you up?"
When I put it down, you know he gone pick his foot up
Whenever I'm in town
Throw his hood up
And I'm from the west
Side
These boys the best,
I
Got it out the mud
Getting it off my chest
And I keep the cookie boxed up for the same nigga
Bet not fuck around
Cause you know that I don't claim niggas
Is you sinking or you swimming
Told that bitch I might get gnarly
Welcome to the party
I'm just getting started
You don't even need a bike, baby
I'm riding like a Harley
We be at it all night, baby
I'm getting sleep hardly
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta, or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
What he ask for
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
Yeen' know, now you motherfucking know, nigga
That's fasho', nigga
I'm the goat, nigga
They ain't know now they motherfucking know
Backend
Blaze
Back in it
Then, he back in it
I'mma wet it up and leave 'em bussin' like a Draco
I'm going places that you can't go
Got the type of shit that's gone make a nigga act slow
Huh?
If you can huh, you can hear
Do what I say so
My shit hit
It hit like Will Smith
I think I might hit the kill switch
He be saying shit that make the freak come out
I'mma tell you that I'm all in, and leave some doubt
I'm in a pickle, and I still can't deal with these bitches
He can whip it, so you know I take the heat in the kitchen
Uh
I popped
Like flies, these hoes dropped
His ass stuck
It's easy to get him off
Play with big ballers
You the player?
I'm the tight end
Keep him running back
And I'mma let his ass right in
He say we just friends
He want more
He so capped out
Don't ask 'bout the back end
Fore' you try to front out
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
What he ask for
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
Racks in the mattress
Thong on my ass cheeks
I say if you with it, then I'm ready for the action
This nigga a joke
I'mma link him up with Ashton
Ashton
Martin
No
Music
I got big bait on this rod
He tryna' pull up
He sent me a text and asked "Is you up?"
When I put it down, you know he gone pick his foot up
Whenever I'm in town
Throw his hood up
And I'm from the west
Side
These boys the best,
I
Got it out the mud
Getting it off my chest
And I keep the cookie boxed up for the same nigga
Bet not fuck around
Cause you know that I don't claim niggas
Is you sinking or you swimming
Told that bitch I might get gnarly
Welcome to the party
I'm just getting started
You don't even need a bike, baby
I'm riding like a Harley
We be at it all night, baby
I'm getting sleep hardly
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta, or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
What he ask for
Nigga keep on asking 'bout the back end
I'm just tryna see if you can put it out and back in
I wanted to know if you a gangsta or you acting
Stay in yo' box 'cause I hate a bitch that's jacking
Yeen' know, now you motherfucking know, nigga
That's fasho', nigga
I'm the goat, nigga
They ain't know now they motherfucking know
Backend
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Writer(s): Triniti Simmons
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