Back to Back (Radio Edit) ft. Futuristic Lyrics

Bout to blow like C Four

Don't want the smoke go take a detour

I've been snapping like mouse traps

And I've been at it since Rugrats

Got the city on my back they be hating call me Bruce Wayne

They always on my back but they don't ever see the gains

They only know the old me

Coming back as an OG

Now they see me they like oh G

Remember back when we was homies

Tryna save the town that hated

A legend in the making

Gon regret what they was sayin

When my name is in the pavement

We make the spot hot like a box a takis

Then we kick it like karate or we chilling like palates

Yall is different from what I see y'all look whack I'm lookin godly

Yo I'm built just like a dragon ball because it's hard to find me

Say they ride but you know the fingers must've been crossed

Now they acting foul like a flag has been tossed

Now I'm not a chairman but you know that Hollow's the boss

And I don't need designer because I got my own sauce

It's off of the top but I don't gotta cap

Don't know how I'm here it's deeper than rap

Money legit and I don't gotta trap

Not up on the board but this track is a slap

We in the stu call it cooking with Zack

Nailing this song like you do wit a tack

G-Hollow Futuristic

You know that we go back to back

Put me on a verse and I'm like Wayne in oh eight

It's No Ceilings how I'm building' and I can't feel my face

Ain't not court unless I'm hooping but I'm makin my case

I've been a baller been a starter like my jacket in eight, listen

N***** don't really want smoke, promise you really too broke

I'm Randy Jackson when they get to rapping, my pen get to tappin

The answer is no, hearing the flow when I start to pick up I'm Pillsbury all bout the dough

Kick in the door, hot as a stove

I feel like Black Robin, TikTok with the Woahs!

Chill with my bros put em on, oo

I just be singing these songs, oo

Know that my money real long, oo

Tour de France like I'm strong, oo

Paris is all on my arms, mm

Diamonds is all on my charms, oo

Lucky is one of my dogs, oo

Be-bouncing just like a frog, listen

I can rap just like your grandma when it's Christmas time

Money power then respect don't hesitate to give me mine

Moral of the story is my morals always intertwine

Sellin' shoes but there just ain't not Finish Line, I keep on going

It's off of the top but I don't gotta cap

Don't know how I'm here it's deeper than rap

Money legit and I don't gotta trap

Not up on the board but this track is a slap

We in the stu call it cooking with Zack

Nailing this song like you do with a tack

G-Hollow Futuristic

You know that we go back to back

Got me a label now I send in advance

Makin' my commas to fill up my pants

Kid in the back of class, had the headphones in while he wrote his raps

Said he wouldn't make it made me clown of the class

Mad that they laughed

Cause this little book is bringing home stacks, it is

Say his neck was froze

Another lie he told

Bro make him go ghost

This is what you chose

When he started wiping nose, slat

Yeah they pose but where I'm from you know we keep to ten toes

Love for the bros cause you know that they seen the highs and lows yo