[ Featuring Backdoor Sam ]
(KingDiamond, this one of them
Ones right here) my voice gone
I'm still finna talk my shit
On you lame-ass niggas let's go
Uh, I drive the Scat Pack
Like I'm Super Mario
Hit his block, double back
Make him do cardio
My bitch, she from the hood
Look like a model, though
I smashed the gas in the 'Cat on the 40 road
Trap open early
Come shop like the grocery store
Got plenty money
But still gotta get some more
Hope you don't play with the gang
We gon' do the most
Uh, we gon' do the most
Got shooters on thе roof goin' two-and oh
And we send us a blitz and I go servе a
Nigga and I go make a hit at the studio
And I don't care 'bout a bitch
And I can't give her shit
I don't trick on a ho
'cause they do the most
And I don't f*ck with these niggas
I'm with the same clique
And my circle is small like a Cheerio
Bitch, I'm Lil Backdoor
I'm the trap and I count up these racks
Though i'm drippin' Off White
Never had an off night these niggas mad
They broke and they lost hope
We havin' bags, gas, Jasco
I'm havin' cash, the f*ck I'ma flash for?
I'm goin' up, what the f*ck I'ma brag for?
I don't stress 'bout a bitch
I'ma sell me a 'bow
I don't care about shit 'cause
She a player ho
Uh, this shit in my blood
Had to break up my last ho
Kick through your front door with sticks
Me and Backdoor makin' plays in the A
You can catch me on Flat Shoals
Supercharged flyin' like I put
It in bat mode talkin' my shit
Guess I'm back in my rap mode
Hundreds on choppers, no need for a reload
'Head of the game like I put in a cheat code
Uh, this an AR, but it look like a pump
Pour four of that green in my cup
Give me goosebumps
They hate how I'm talkin' my shit, nigga
Do somethin' buyin' every car
We might hit the whole roof up
No clutchin', I up it
You know that's an A-plus
Talkin' this shit on the 'net
Come and face us
Switch on the Glock like that bitch an eraser
Uh, chasin' blue
But my name never been in no paper
Me and Backdoor ballin' hard like the Pacers
Widebody Q8, this bitch here a spaceship
Reach for my chain
Watch me give him a facelift
I fill the spot up with bags like a daycare
Double R, Grim Reaper Gang
We don't play fair
They come on this side, yeah
I bet you get earlier
And I'm back in
Just hit up my phone when that pack in
Got a Drac' all black, Michael Blackson
Take him down for that work if you taxin'
Everything that I say when I'm rappin'
And I mean it, I swear I ain't cappin'
When I get on these beats, I be snappin'
He got hit in his face with
That Drac', he was lackin', ayy
I'm on trap shit
I was bustin' down bricks before rap shit
You wasn't hittin' no licks
That's cap shit
Shootin' in houses, lil' nigga
That's jack shit
I got niggas that's slime and
They ready to clap shit
We won't walk in the club if
We can't take the chopstick
And we post on the block
Backdoor got the block lit she goin' up
Got this bitch hot like a fire stick
On the block with Black Boe and
We sold like nine bricks
I jumped in that water, young nigga
I dived in
Heart big as an elephant, I'm only 5'10"
These niggas cap
They just sellin' these dime bags
Got a play for two P's and
He gave me like five bands
Know a nigga that ran up
A dime like times ten
He get on the plane with the
Pounds and he fly 'em in
On my grind right now, later
On, I'ma shine then, ayy
I'm on some slime shit, I'm in the trap
He cookin' dope on the stove right behind me
Ice out on the block, lil' nigga
I'm the hottest posted up with Lil Trey
I got shooters behind me
And I had a good day
I just count up the profit
And don't come out that house if
You ain't strapped with the rocket
And these niggas f*cked up and
I know that they floppin'
On my way to the top, pretty soon
I'll be ballin' just ball