Go backdoor, Backdoor, Backdoor
Yeah
(Money done geeked on this motherf*cker)
Ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up
Caught a bitch out the
Club, and this morning
She was in some scrubs i said, "Baby
All these niggas scrubs" I wasn't the
Type in school give bitches hugs
Coroner come get him up
Trackhawk get tinted up
Ayy, ayy, back block, I bent it up
Ayy, Big Backdoor not eatin' guts
Uh, uh, three hundred shots, nigga
It was three of us
Uh, uh, on two silver pots, nigga
I'm gon' beat it up
Uh, Balenciaga Crocs, bitch
'cause my feet is up
Ayy, uh, lookin' at the stocks
I'm on the phone, I'm re-in' up
Ayy, uh, this bitch had me shocked
Swallowed all my demons up
Yeah, uh, Big Backdoor don't knock
Listenin' to my shit or what?
Ayy, uh, Big Backdoor the block burner
I might blick it up
Ayy, spill the sauce, they lick it up
You better go get your chicken up
Lights on in this bitch
Is that his wrist or what?
Bitch, give a f*ck about your face
I just wan' feel your butt
Give Backdoor one time with it
You can't feel your guts
Roll a 'Wood, a Dutch
How you change? It just was us
Ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up
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Go backdoor, Backdoor, Backdoor
Yeah
(Money done geeked on this motherf*cker)
Ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up
Caught a bitch out the
Club, and this morning
She was in some scrubs i said, "Baby
All these niggas scrubs" I wasn't the
Type in school give bitches hugs
Coroner come get him up
Trackhawk get tinted up
Ayy, ayy, back block, I bent it up
Ayy, Big Backdoor not eatin' guts
Uh, uh, three hundred shots, nigga
It was three of us
Uh, uh, on two silver pots, nigga
I'm gon' beat it up
Uh, Balenciaga Crocs, bitch
'cause my feet is up
Ayy, uh, lookin' at the stocks
I'm on the phone, I'm re-in' up
Ayy, uh, this bitch had me shocked
Swallowed all my demons up
Yeah, uh, Big Backdoor don't knock
Listenin' to my shit or what?
Ayy, uh, Big Backdoor the block burner
I might blick it up
Ayy, spill the sauce, they lick it up
You better go get your chicken up
Lights on in this bitch
Is that his wrist or what?
Bitch, give a f*ck about your face
I just wan' feel your butt
Give Backdoor one time with it
You can't feel your guts
Roll a 'Wood, a Dutch
How you change? It just was us
Ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up
Yeah
(Money done geeked on this motherf*cker)
Ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up
Caught a bitch out the
Club, and this morning
She was in some scrubs i said, "Baby
All these niggas scrubs" I wasn't the
Type in school give bitches hugs
Coroner come get him up
Trackhawk get tinted up
Ayy, ayy, back block, I bent it up
Ayy, Big Backdoor not eatin' guts
Uh, uh, three hundred shots, nigga
It was three of us
Uh, uh, on two silver pots, nigga
I'm gon' beat it up
Uh, Balenciaga Crocs, bitch
'cause my feet is up
Ayy, uh, lookin' at the stocks
I'm on the phone, I'm re-in' up
Ayy, uh, this bitch had me shocked
Swallowed all my demons up
Yeah, uh, Big Backdoor don't knock
Listenin' to my shit or what?
Ayy, uh, Big Backdoor the block burner
I might blick it up
Ayy, spill the sauce, they lick it up
You better go get your chicken up
Lights on in this bitch
Is that his wrist or what?
Bitch, give a f*ck about your face
I just wan' feel your butt
Give Backdoor one time with it
You can't feel your guts
Roll a 'Wood, a Dutch
How you change? It just was us
Ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up ayy, coasters with double cups
Clips doubled up
He got hit, he not sittin' up
I don't think he gettin' up
Get some money, then you stack it
Then you make it triple up
Real big dog up against a pup, double-F
Fendi'd up