backstreetboy ft. Kenny Casanova Lyrics

Yeah, stole her mushrooms, hoe, you see my brain

Polygon nigga, she said hit it in the angle

Faded Balmains, she gon' put me as an angel

Know the father name, I'm like Icarus and Abel

I can tell, heaven callin' my name

Name ringin' in hell, anti freeze in the veins and thrax come in the mail

Candy paint, twisted rings with alize

Mannequins fill the room right when I enter

Write it ink, put my dick on a different schedule

Money embezzled, now I'm braggin on another level

You fuck with the devil, but a nigga like me is better

Hoe you ain't special, but I'm treatin you special

Call me Ash Ketchum, winning these medals

Told you do better, but I wouldn't let you

I'm offa tea kettle, should run for a election

I'm shoot like Beckham, call it a hat trick

I'm a backstreet boy, I know what I want

Ain't gotta ask, yeah, I'm doin' shit these niggas don't

They tryna tag me, I act like I ain't see it

They tried to kill me, they must've saw the bleedin

Yeah, I'm a backstreet boy, tell me what you thought

Yeah, I'm a backstreet boy, still pimpin' parking lot

Yeah, I'm a backstreet boy, I'm probably with your daughter

Yeah, I'm a backstreet boy, she call me Nick Carter

I'm at the Pewter City Gym flexing on them, getting my badges

I swear it ain't no method to it, baby, it's just madness

It really don't matter unless you keep that shit in balance

It really don't matter, cause these niggas ain't a challenge

You ain't gotta like it, these niggas wanna hand out, read they palms just like a psychic

They probably send me to Valhalla, living like a Viking

Hope ya BM hold her breath, you know I'm swimming with a trident

Atlantic City, got my niggas in here with me

Expensive lenses, gotta spend to see the vision

You know what I'm sipping, this shit is exquisite

See I'm living nothing like these peon niggas

She play with that keltec, it match with her nailset

Blunt smoke got me smelling fresh

Might hop out the hellcat have I been to Hell yet

I can't really tell yet, mind screwed like a nail head

I'm on psychedelics, I can see the future, I'm telling

I'm a backstreet boy, I know what I want

Ain't gotta ask, get em doing shit these niggas don't

They try to tag me, I act like I ain't see it

They tried to kill me, they must've saw the bleeding

Yeah I'm a backstreet boy, tell me what you thought

Yeah I'm a backstreet boy, still pimpin parking lot

Yeah I'm a backstreet boy, I'm probably with your daughter

Yeah I'm a backstreet boy, she call me Nick Carter