Dayne Gretzky & Wayne Crazy - Back 2 Back Lyrics

Hit my phone up
Know i got the best smoke
This shit from the west coast
Got them bells for the Lo
Ticket like a nigga grow
Swag cold like a Eskimo
I hit Bitches and I go
Bet 10 4 Hunnit dollar rolls
I got everything
What ya need?
Baby let me kno
Ballin Like the nba
A all star imma pro
V lone hoodie on
I am not an average joe
Drippin bitch from head to toe
Remember days I was broke
Got em for sale f*cked up the scale
Runnin thru all of the bells
Fresh as hell swag in the mail
She see me and stare
I feel like George
But I won't touch the blow
Smokin backwoods Back to back
Wit my dc bitch like kill moe
All this Supreme on
Rocking that v lone
Rockin that bape shit
Looking like King Kong
Stupid bankroll like he got a loan
Nigga trap hard like I got 3 phones
No I'm not yo average Joe
Baby girl I got that dough
Remember days when I was broke
Keep that iron no I won't fold
Only speak on what I know
Westside with it
Living like I'm death row
Swag cold like the North Pole
Bankroll on me it won't fold
All my clothes from round the globe
But I love them ratchet hoes
Trap spot it don't close
Tickets low like I grow
Smoking back to back shit
Me and Wayne like
Cheech & Chong
Blowing on that cali smoke
Wasn't born I was chose
Boston George & Diego
Counting like it's Blow
Just some fly niggas
Tryin to get some dough
James Harden with that rocket
Free shots, let em go
Better let them know
Louis checker though
I get hella pros
I got lettuce though
Drip like it's dressing though
Ain't nobody fresher though
Yea check it head to toe
Make me have to kick yo door
Kick it like I'm Messi hoe
More like Ronaldo
Kush got my eyes low
Thousand dollar wardrobe
IPhone full of thick hoes
I'm selling them strong bows
Pockets hundred yards long
Kick shit like a field goal
Rolling up in v lone
Yea I got the bags jus like hefty
Ya say ya want 224 then
Come with 50 20's
Ya dig me
I got the bag & I ain't stingy
If you want some smoke
Then nigga come get with me
Ya dig me