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Back End
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Back End은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2018년 7월 28일일에 #Boyz Entertainment LLC에서 발매되었습니다.No Hooks
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앨범No Hooks
발매일2018년 7월 28일
라벨#Boyz Entertainment LLC
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[Verse 1]
Uh
Yeah
Ay
[Verse 2]
Twenty thousand dollars for this ice link
Thirty thousand for the plain Rolex
Twenty thousand dollars in my right pocket
Sippin' codeine, I don't drink Moet
Thirty-five hundred for my outfit
Wear the shit once and I don't go back
Been ballin' and I'm still ballin', ****
I ain't never gotta post a throwback
We do Hellcats not the Scat Packs
Hundred thousand in the Louis backpack
Hustlers don't sleep, we take cat naps
She gon' fuck me for the cheese, that's a rat trap
[Verse 3]
All these **** talk about is guns and how they drill shit
I be on that money shit, tryna get a meal shit
Tryna ride Billies with the matching on the heal shit
Pussy boy, when I ain't have no money I was still rich
Killed the parking lot, someone call the paramedics
I'm passin' out cheese, tell that hoe don't miss her blessing
These **** crazy, I don't think they get the message
When is he gon' ever fall off? ****, never
[Verse 4]
**** stalk my Instagram page they be mad and ripped
See my number in his bitch phone and he had a fit
I can turn forty six arms, that's a magic trick
Probably can't relate to me if you ain't never had a brick
Motivate the ghetto, give the real **** hope
'Bout that money, it's whatever, all the real **** know
We can get whatever if we stick together, get your shit together
[Verse 5]
You don't like me? I feel the same, bitch
Let's kill each other
Ride through the hood, low key in some exotic shit
Five years ago I had the crib on Metropolitan
Gotta serve these **** third person, they be hot as shit
Only thing these rap **** did was suck a lot of dick
[Verse 6]
When you level up, you gotta move different
I be over **** heads, I gotta school ****
I just cooked a half of chicken, give me two minutes
Let it dry 'cause if you bag it while it's wet, it'll lose, ****
All I got is money on my schedule, baby
All my bitches bad, I ain't regular, baby
V12 on the Benz, this ain't a regular Mercedes
Shit, what else did you expect, boy? I came from the eighties
It's time to boss up
I don't hear these ****, tell 'em, "Talk up"
Bitches know it's money in the room when I walk up
Ain't no more lean in the city, we drunk it all up
When you see me with them coffee cups, it ain't Starbucks
[Verse 7]
The bag came in, now we break dancin'
Boy, this water watch jiggin' and the chain' dancin'
Four or five different drugs in the same cabinet
Don't compare me to these **** 'cause they ain't havin'
When you see us in the club, know them heaters in the place
I can still count a dub with a sheet over my face
Hit my line for the bows
We the cheapest in the state
All these **** jealous of me, I can see it in they face
[Verse 8]
I just pulled up to the show to get the back end
I just popped a Percocet I feel like Batman
I just hit your main bitch and her best friend
I got five hundred, bitch, give me a lap dance
I been all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
Show you how to chop a brick, I'm like Jack Chan
I just paid a thousand dollars for some black pants
Got some utmost respect for them crackheads, ****
[Verse 9]
Uh
Let the beat ride out, Dave
Yeah
Written by: Kennedy Le Mar Hall
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