Back Row (feat. Gyre) [Prod. By J-Word Audio] Video (MV)

Girl she is trying
She is trying me
She is genuinely trying me
She's trying me bruh
Uhmm, I'll tell you later
Like she's trying me
I break niggas, these broke hoes
Break niggas, these broke hoes
Break niggas, these broke hoes better back up to the back row
I'm a boss bitch f*ck bro code
Blessed bitches they grind hoe
Break niggas, these broke boys better back up to the back row
I'm a boss nigga with a boss flow
Arch game on crossbow
I came and they lost hope so the Day's cast say I crossed Bo
Whole thing, you're a crash course
Your last jam was a crash course
My level on passport
See you're flow boy don't passport
I came with a stamp
Footnote who they Stan
You don't understand, it's over when I stand
I'm hotter than the sand on them beaches
Post up with my bitches
But they say no dogs allowed so blue ticking these bitches
Who he think he is, huh? F*cking up my grind with that pipe
But my ass got mags so I'm hip hopping cause of Hype
Call me Wesley Snipes cause my blade sharpest in the night
Lady Gygy come alive
You on ice you taking 5
Gotta focus get them four figures, then five figures, this six figures
That's 6 ft for your faux figures who fall flat at your boy's figure
Wrist cold but they ain't sick
Overdressed but they're basic
Real talk they're plastic so we all know where the trash is
I break niggas, these broke hoes
Break niggas, these broke hoes
Break niggas, these broke hoes better back up to the back row
I'm a boss bitch f*ck bro code
Blessed bitches they grind hoe
Break niggas, these broke boys better back up to the back row
Step back, hhayi dede
Drama Queen? Vele
I need my space, have a hunch that I am star so let a nigga plan it
Get a grip on the planet
Build an empire. Income flow- Traffic Empire
P Henson. My life empire.
Ain't gonna stop till they get on their knees and they suck on some Jehova Gyre juice
Litchi if Liquifruit
Lihlezi lin' imvula
If I don't make then I'll be accountable but I don't don't on it nigga
My friend's accountant my nigga. God's prophesying my nigga
I got the foresight. Niggas do anything for sight
Nigga straight out of Benoni
Come to me like 'Yo wassup my homie- Northside'
Don't you see that I'm King in the South
Don't you see that I'm Queen in the South
Don't you see that I'm regal, everywhere we go, you know that it's lethal
Weaponed with the passion of Christ when the beat go
Gibson and I'll guillotine all your people
All of these niggas are giving head- don't let it get to my head
Nkonkon' ka da
Ice fake- still cold brother
Bitch try me, we gon' cut her
Night riding with a col' cutter
(Shaka)
I break niggas, these broke hoes
Break niggas, these broke hoes
Break niggas, these broke hoes better back up to the back row
I'm a boss bitch f*ck bro code
Blessed bitches they grind hoe
Break niggas, these broke boys better back up to the back row