Back to Back Lyrics

I say, scooming, back to back, check the facts Bitch, them niggas dead, get her brother gone

And tell the world she giving killer head He wasn't thinkin' right, so he got left

Mean I think ahead, explosive tip a hit his noggin, it twist up his dreads

We might drop a opp today, we sliding with 40s and mops & Ks

Just run up a bag and hit play after play, huh, hit play after play

These niggas can't do it, so I will Hop on the track like a motherfucker, hot wheel

I'm not a killer, but don't get your top pealed Niggas be hiding , you might get your pops spilled

Twist off his cap and show him the Glock real, uh Twist off his cap and show him the Glock real

I say, bitch, I be packin' the heat' I keep them racks in the seat

Two straps on my hip, one in the back of the seat And that bitch go' die, da-da-da-da

Tear out the back of the seat I stay, sucker free

In the land of lollipops Bitch, who fuckin with me

Ain't nobody crossin', goin' over, or under the G

Uh, crossin', goin' over, or under the

Smoke a pound out the wood I'm like, damn, I had a long day

Take a look back on my life, you see I came a long way

Prayin' on my knees every night for the wrong play

Them bitches tell your face up if you look at me the wrong way Scooming' back-to-back, check the facts Bitch, them niggas dead, get her brother gone

And tell the world she give a killer here He wasn't thinkin' right, so he got left

That mean I think ahead , explosive tip a hit noggin

And twist up , his dreads, uh, ayy twist up, his dreads, uh, ayy

I'm a real soul survivor, bitch, I really beat the streets

Twenty-five without no felonies, it's legals in the V

I be on money, shit, man, I don't really like the beef

But if he run up on me, I'ma have to put him on the T

Glocky float just like a butterfly and sting just like a bee

Gloccky float just like a butterfly and sting just like a bee