AP - Backflips (feat. Lil $tar$) Lyrics

This is coming out my head there ain't no practice
On rotation like the music doing backflips
Workin hard there ain't no time for sleeping on a mattress
Look at me attack this
Stackin dividends like we payin taxes
Sharper than a cactus
Spittin it the fastest
At the gym every day hitting maxes
When I'm here you at risk cuttin out distractions
Got the people listening around the atlas

Rollin up with a pack of my dawgs
Talkin my talk but walkin my walk
So much on me think I might crack
And when I call the homies up they always hit me right back
Think I might crack
When I call the homies up they always hit me right back now
And now I'm back up on the track now
Lookin round for trouble and somebody I can smack now
Lately those around me have been keeping me from losing
Say you rhymin better than me homie you confusing
If we go head to head then there's gone be no comparison
You open up your mouth and trust me it's gone get embarrassing

Say that he gone run up why he say he talking cappin
Your girl on my phone that's the reason that I've been rapping
I got all the drip like a faucet made me tapping
I can run it up when I tell her I don't do tracking
Huh switch it up
Power Ranger Mighty Morphin
Call me Darth Vader cause the way I rock the Forces
You can not compare to me so maybe you should forfeit
Got the truck in the front I can floor it
Know I got the drip you can see by the way I walk
And your girl just saw me so she can complement on my walls
Yeah she ask me what the time is but sorry it doesn't talk
I got bands in the back it's the reason why they all flock
I be smooth with it
Yeah you got a bag can you tell me what you do with it
Yeah I got a stack never green but only blue in it
Your girl always stick to me think I just got some glue with it
Brand new foreign whip and the homie just steady moving it yeah

I got the J's on my feet couple more in the black box
The threes twos ones like we countin blast off
Mask off man I got nothin that hiding
In math class I'm writing I'm s'posed to be dividing
I'm trying to make it to the top but ain't no big check
My diss track got you sinking like a shipwreck
Weight up on my shoulders man I think I might crack
When I call the homies up they always hit me right back

Rollin up with a pack of my dawgs
Talkin my talk but walkin my walk
So much on me think I might crack
And when I call the homies up they always hit me right back
Think I might crack
When I call the homies up they always hit me right back now
And now I'm back up on the track now
Lookin round for trouble and somebody I can smack now
Rollin up with a pack of my dawgs
Talkin my talk but walkin my walk
So much on me think I might crack
And when I call the homies up they always hit me right back now