Back, back, back, back, back
This the type of s**t that make you want it
Back, back, back, back, back
Got a hundred knives and they all in my
Back, back, back, back, back
This the type of s**t that make you want it
Back, back, back, back, back
Got a hundred knives and they all in my...
We the waves like we at the coast
At your head like you in the blunt
You want me dead, I already know
I be comin′ back with the bitch, she already know
Get your glass, lemme make a toast
On my life, we've been through the most
We been through the most
Take a step back, I ain′t tryna' chit chat
Shots and they go click-clack, bustin' through the kick back
Broke bridge, f****d up, had to get my s**t up
All I want is Benz trucks, run the game, pull up
Broke bridge, f****d up, had to get my s**t up
I just wanna get it up, watch me run this s**t up
Back, back, back, back, back
This the type of s**t that make you want it
Back, back, back, back, back
Got a hundred knives and they all in my
Back, back, back, back, back
This the type of s**t that make you want it
Back, back, back, back, back
Got a hundred knives and they all in my...
Got me chokin′ in a cloud of smoke
Cloud of smoke
Out here floatin′ like we crashed the boat
Crashed the boat
They tryna kill me for my antidote, aye
I see the 9's comin′ at me though
You better pass that, but this ain't a crash test, dummy
I′m on mad racks, I'm on mad gas like a Hummy
Got a b***h with phat ass with Kardashian money
And 100 little rats tryna snatch it off from me
Thinkin′ you fam but you isn't, (na uh)
Sicker than cannibalism (uh ha)
Spreadin' the cataclysm while keepin′ my head up like in a baptism
(Everywhere I go I need a zip, like a 45th)
Everybody feel it when I flip like a polar shift
This that s**t that will make you wanna take a pill
Make you wanna break a heart, make you wanna make a mill′
This that s**t that have everybody flippin' spaz
Drippin′ wet, tryna get the bag so that they can run it
Back, back, back, back, back
This the type of s**t that make you want it
Back, back, back, back, back
Got a hundred knives and they all in my
Back, back, back, back, back
This the type of s**t that make you want it
Back, back, back, back, back
Got a hundred knives and they all in my...
