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Back To Back (Explicit) - Nardo Wick/Future/Southside
Lyrics by：Horace Walls/Joshua Luellen/Nayvadius Wilburn
Composed by：Horace Walls/Joshua Luellen/Nayvadius Wilburn
Produced by：Southside
Real niggas in my circle you can't fit
Don't **** with too many be on some anti ****
I told her pull up she asked me do I trick
Right now I'm fresh as hell somebody take a flick
Pretty ******* back to back to back
Gang-gang back to back to back
Shooters trailin' me back to back to back
Back to back to back to back to back to back to
Back to back to back to back
To back to back to back to back
To back to back to back to back
To back to back
To shooters
Back to back to back to back
To back to back to back to back
To back to back to back to back to back to back
To shooters
Uh back to back like rolls I matte-black my rover
Chop stick gon' show you chop stick gon' blow you
My stick gon' huh huh
Back to back like rolls I matte-black my rover
Chop stick gon' show you chop stick gon' blow you
My stick gon' huh uh
They gon' heat me up but I been tryna
Keep it cool with these lil' niggas
They tried to stop the blow too late
My finger was already on the trigger
She call me shovel man she like the way
I pull up and I dig her
We ****** a hundred times they ask
I be like I ain't ever hit
Stop all that beatin' 'round
The bush homie say it with your chest
Got a lot of dog **** homie know
You probably smell it
Vroom vroom that's my name jodie
Pull up in this vette
Go and check the news brodie heard
Somebody stretched
In your feelings 'bout a ***** lil'
Nigga better get a grip
Tired of getting taxed for that **** lil'
Nigga take a trip
This **** I got right here for sure
I blow make everybody dip
Went to visit granny she said
What's that pokin' out your hip
I told brodie walk behind
So he can catch me if I slip
She on 1942 she beggin' me to take a sip
First she drove the boat then she rode me like a ship
First you load it up then you empty out the clip
I'm not no button not no regular clothes
It ain't no pressin' me
I got on 'venchy lv no nike but
I got that check o
N me
If I swing this ***** from left to right
Gon' have to check on your homie
Lil bruh 'nem known for stoppin' cars
But they be on go for me
If you get a glimpse when I'm out nigga
It's bad luck ayy
I just put ten mill' in the pen it
Made me feel better
Shooter passin' out these bowls
I'm cold with the blammer okay
My lil' young nigga ran a m on the road
He a scammer run it up
Drippin' moncler I smash 'em covered
In bezel covered up
But I'm clever vendettas raw d**e
It's whatever let's go up
I'm a rapper but better if I go
I go federal pluto
I pour up I don't measure I smash soon
I met her oh
I leveled up my bread up I'm fed up
It's pressure
It's gang-gang you can't hang we slimin' out whoever
I keep it on get stepped on in maison margiela
Got two cribs in alpharetta they down
The street from each other wodie
I know trap spot my lil' one he know the laptop wodie
Shawty had me kel-tec chris vic he a vampire ooh
Campin' right in front of your house
And start up a campfire boom boom
I just did my numbers then fumbled
This wasn't a landslide super
Ain't gon' be no nigga who dissin' you
I'm spinnin' back to back super
Any nigga say he want a issue I'm goin' rat-a-tat brrt
Fifty bullets sittin' in the clip it
Got a nigga arrogant drrt
Murderers on murderers do murders
My natural habitat murder
Back to back to back to back
To back the shooters back to back murder
Back to back to back to back
To back the shooters back to back woo
Back to back to back to back
To back the shooters back to back murder
Back to back to back to back
To back the shooters back to back woos
Back to back
