Back Row (feat. Gyre)

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 ****, these broke hoes

Break ****, these broke hoes

Break ****, these broke hoes better back up to the back row

I'm a boss bitch fuck bro code

Blessed bitches they grind hoe

Break ****, these broke boys better back up to the back row

I'm a boss **** 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? Fucking 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 ****, these broke hoes

Break ****, these broke hoes

Break ****, these broke hoes better back up to the back row

I'm a boss bitch fuck bro code

Blessed bitches they grind hoe

Break ****, 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 **** 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 ****

My friend's accountant my ****. God's prophesying my ****

I got the foresight. **** do anything for sight

**** 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 **** 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 ****, these broke hoes

Break ****, these broke hoes

Break ****, these broke hoes better back up to the back row

I'm a boss bitch fuck bro code

Blessed bitches they grind hoe

Break ****, these broke boys better back up to the back row