Back To Back (Explicit)

作词 : Jason George/Kyle Frankman/Tyler Gabriele

作曲 : Jason George/Kyle Frankman/Tyler Gabriele

Yeah, huh

Yeah, huh

(Fast Life)

Yeah (Huh, yeah), yeah

Know the ****in' ****s, nigga (Yeah, huh)

Back to back, we gon' pull up in a Wraith (Skrrt)

Put that boy in a grave

Black out the chop, put a Glock to his face

Nigga, you die any day

Hop on a jet, take a flight to LA

Yeah, these niggas know how we play

These niggas copy the wave

Double-R, she feelin' like she in space

I **** a ***** and I'm puttin' my mans on

Stuff 'em with bands when I'm puttin' my pants on

Came up from nothing, you know what I stand on

Yeah, Rus Balla got the thing drawn

Keep a TEC when I ride in the street, huh

I cannot die in the street, so I hop in the booth and I ride on the beat (Okay)

Got your shorty, she ridin' my meat (Let's go)

Talkin' hot, it could be murder today

Sturdy in the cut, get Sturdy away

Hop out, drive-bys

Wet it off and then we floodin' away

Rus Balla with the action, see an opp and he be fiendin' to put him away

Lil' bro too small to be pickin' and fightin', so he gon' go grip up the K

**** the talkin', we ain't hearin' it

Send a verse, my niggas clearin' it

We came up airin' shit

**** it, though, I had to handle it

**** in her mouth, she can't handle it

I leave no space for no air in it

VVS on me iced out (Iced out)

Whenever we pull up, lights out (Lights out)

We might get to shooting, pipe down (Pipe down)

We might do your mans type wild (Uh)

Rap niggas tryna talk, get exposed

My brother gone, that **** hurt me the most

We find the killer, that boy gotta go

I put that on Sanai that we gon' make a show

I keep a Glock in the Wraith (Baow)

I got your thot in the Wraith

Twenty thousand, you put that in your safe

Twenty thou' on my pockets today

Corlo Capo, that's really my hitter (That's fact)

If he shootin', I swear he won't miss him (Gllt, baow)

He just call me like,"Bro, we gon' spin him" (Okay)

So for Pop, we gon' smoke us a nigga

'Bout my business, ain't talkin' with niggas (At all)

If they play, we exposing them niggas (Fact)

Got your shorty, she rollin' with niggas

And she in the back and she blowin' a nigga

Pass her off, I'ma catch the assist (Okay)

Ron Sturdy, he sturdy and shit

He got a clip that hold thirty in it

See an opp and he blowin' that shit

Back to back, we gon' pull up in a Wraith (Skrrt)

Put that boy in a grave

Black out the chop, put a Glock to his face

Nigga, you die any day

Hop on a jet, take a flight to LA

Yeah, these niggas know how we play

These niggas copy the wave

Double-R, she feelin' like she in space

I **** a ***** and I'm puttin' my mans on

Stuff 'em with bands when I'm puttin' my pants on

Came up from nothing, you know what I stand on

Yeah, Rus Balla got the thing drawn

Keep a TEC when I ride in the street, huh

I cannot die in the street, so I hop in the booth and I ride on the beat (Okay)

Got your shorty, she ridin' my meat (Let's go)

(Fast Life)