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BACKHANDED
Hip-Hop/Rap
BACKHANDED was released on October 17, 2025 by ℗ KILLA; ® Killa Records, a division of Killa Recordings, Inc. (KILLA KILLA) as a part of the album BABYSTAR
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Release DateOctober 17, 2025
Label℗ KILLA; ® Killa Records, a division of Killa Recordings, Inc. (KILLA KILLA)
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
killak4rl
killak4rl
Performer
Carl Collins Jr
Carl Collins Jr
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Collins Jr
Carl Collins Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SG-1
SG-1
Producer

Lyrics

Too much lean, she said, how you make it happen?
 Posted up with Happy, a **** like rappin'
 But if it's about us, then I go brazy about you
 And you know baby, I be backhanded about you
 And yeah, that's true
 Yeah, I got that blicky on me, I might put that shit to use
 Yeah, you say you with that **** tonight
 Lil' ho, you gotta pick and choose
 I was tryna make a movie with you, feelin' like I'm Tom Cruise
 And yes, hoe, you an embarrassed soul, but you ain't have no damn clue
 And yes, hoe, I'm tryna focus on you, but I ain't tryna fuck it up
 You was focused on him, I was focused on repairing us
 I was tryna go for love, but you was tryna go for lust
 I don't know what you sayin', baby, I guess that's how I double-dutch
 Me and all my **** kari, we be all gettin' faded
 Try to tell you once or twice, but it get complicated
 I'm with two bad bitches, shaking ass, I'm too sedated
 Shit be gettin' too damn real, I'm losin' friends, I'm losin' patience
 I'm losin' patience
 I'm losin' patience
 If I ever told a hoe I'm sorry, then it was a lie
 I got two **** in my group, and they all tote Glocks, and the shit don't slide
 Bad bitch in my passenger seat, she wanna take a shroom, so I let her fly
 I let a bad hoe know that I'm in her city, so I tell her I wanna come by
 If a **** wanna die about the pussy I might just let a **** die
 I let a bad ho look me inside of my eye, inside of my soul, and cry
 I'm doin' this shit like I done it before
 Killin' this shit while she killin' herself
 I'm in that shit, and I'm smokin' the kush
 I'm in that bitch, and I'm fuckin' your ho
Diamonds they all on my neck, and they show
 I'm tryna fuckin' that bitch on the low
 They steady askin' me how I cope
 Thinkin' about you when I'm on the road
 I got too many hoes just tryna come fuck with me
 I cannot fuck on their back
 I was with Cory and Will and them
 We smokin' that shit, we was gettin' that pack
 I aint even know she could do with that shit
 She was throwin' that shit, she was makin' it clap
 Yes lil' hoe, you done ruin my mood tonight
 Finna go home and roll up a fat
 Yes I already told you, Yes I got one hoe on my mind
 Yes I'm tryna hit up a bitch
 I'm tryna fuck on that bitch, I don't care if she shy
 Yes I got two chains on my shit
 On my neck, I don't care if I'm blind
 Freestyle up on this whole damn shit
Whole damn shit, I'm a whole nother kind
 I'm a whole nother kind
 Whole nother kind
 Yeah
 Whole nother
 Babystar
 Whole nother
 Babystar
 Whole nother
 If I told you two truths and a lie, would you be mad?
 I got money and shit all in my face
 But I still choose to be sad
 If you gon' say that shit, then say that shit
 Better hold that shit to the end
 Sippin' that double cup wock full of guap, lil' ****
 And im still holdin' my remains
 Yes **** grown as fuck, yeah, I'm grown as fuck
 And a young **** still losin' friends
 Yes I'm a streets ****, yeah, I like throwin' hands
 But I might just let my gun bang
 Let my gun bang
 Let my gun bang
 Let my gun bang
 Let my gun bang
Written by: Carl Collins Jr
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