Back End

Drank baby, yeah That's the money, nigga (yeah) Nigga know we on that type of time Aye, gang, let that nigga come in with that pape' If he come in, he can't leave with it We need all that, nigga You only got a gun 'cause you licensed (bitch) Niggas soft, only time niggas punch or they swipin' (niggas soft) Threw the bag all day just to fuck up the night shift (skrt) Baby choppa in my arm like I'm clutchin' the nightstick (baow, baow!) Come to my city, gotta tap in (gotta tap in) Catch a pussy at his show, where that back end? (Where that back end?) He caught a body for the gang now he locked in (now he locked in) If you ain't never caught a homi', we is not friends Real drank god, nigga, got ice like the plug (plug, nigga) I'ma drug addict, I'll leave my wife for the mud (ha) Fuck promoters and security we'll walk right in the club (bitch) See a nigga with his jewelry then we linin' him up (we linin' him up) Pour an eight and pop a perc, I be higher than a fuck (yeah) Put that pistol to your artist, is you signing or what? (Sign) Bitch, I'm Suge if he was cripping two lines in a car (for real?) I heard you gettin' extorted by your gang, you slidin' for nothin' Yeah, I'll rob myself Shady ass nigga, fuck around and rob Chanel (for real) Caught you leaving out your show you was slidin' with 12 (with cops) Police strip another rapper down? Only time will tell, uh Nigga, I hit big licks (yeah) Clip it's longer than a pistol, it's a misfit (baow!) You like a nigga moving solo, you ain't with shit (you ain't with shit) Walk a pussy nigga down with the quickness (man) Chain so motherfuckin' icy, it look fake, gang (damn) Glocky wrapped around my belt like I waist train (woo) Between the oranges and the blues, I got eight lanes (yeah) Got a plug in Columbus with the Great Dane, uh