"Backend" lyrics
(Damn, FINN), ayy
Walk in the spot with that shit on me, got the whole place smellin' like pounds
You don't like how I get, better keep it that way, don't be mad when I'm movin' around
I like to fuck bad hoes and smoke my dope
He don't know his bitch on go
You better let that bitch blow if I say go
He wanna talk about racks, put that shit on the floor
Big boss, but I need my backend
Come to the city, better tell 'em to tap in
Switch on the Glock, now that bitch get to actin'
Switch at the spot when they find out you trappin'
Can't go for nothin', we make niggas freeze up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked
Bitch tryna love me, shit ain't for the weak
First time on a drill, you just wanna creep (Creep)
Then that shit gon' get live, they slide to the P's
Then that shit gon' get live with me (Live with me)
I ain't trippin', I'll slide for free (Slide for free)
It's our team, we ride two deep
Money come in like the lottery
Flexin' too hard, bitch, I might pull a muscle
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm poppin' your bubble
Whole lotta opps, bitch, I got me a couple
Go count me a ten, put that shit in the duffel
Killers with me, they don't fight, they don't tussle (They don't tussle)
Shootin' that breesh, niggas lookin' like Russel
Countin' this money, baby, I can't cuddle
Too damn lit just to get my number
Too damn lit just to-
Walk in the spot with that shit on me, got the whole place smellin' like pounds
You don't like how I get, better keep it that way, don't be mad when I'm movin' around
I like to fuck bad hoes and smoke my dope
He don't know his bitch on go
You better let that bitch blow if I say go
He wanna talk about racks, put that shit on the floor
Big boss, but I need my backend
Come to the city, better tell 'em to tap in
Switch on the Glock, now that bitch get to actin' (Ayy)
Switch at the spot when they find out you trappin'
Can't go for nothin', we make niggas freeze up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked
Bitch tryna love me, shit ain't for the weak
Shit ain't for the weak, nigga
Ayy, ayy, BAK
Walk in the spot with that shit on me, got the whole place smellin' like pounds
You don't like how I get, better keep it that way, don't be mad when I'm movin' around
I like to fuck bad hoes and smoke my dope
He don't know his bitch on go
You better let that bitch blow if I say go
He wanna talk about racks, put that shit on the floor
Big boss, but I need my backend
Come to the city, better tell 'em to tap in
Switch on the Glock, now that bitch get to actin'
Switch at the spot when they find out you trappin'
Can't go for nothin', we make niggas freeze up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked
Bitch tryna love me, shit ain't for the weak
First time on a drill, you just wanna creep (Creep)
Then that shit gon' get live, they slide to the P's
Then that shit gon' get live with me (Live with me)
I ain't trippin', I'll slide for free (Slide for free)
It's our team, we ride two deep
Money come in like the lottery
Flexin' too hard, bitch, I might pull a muscle
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm poppin' your bubble
Whole lotta opps, bitch, I got me a couple
Go count me a ten, put that shit in the duffel
Killers with me, they don't fight, they don't tussle (They don't tussle)
Shootin' that breesh, niggas lookin' like Russel
Countin' this money, baby, I can't cuddle
Too damn lit just to get my number
Too damn lit just to-
Walk in the spot with that shit on me, got the whole place smellin' like pounds
You don't like how I get, better keep it that way, don't be mad when I'm movin' around
I like to fuck bad hoes and smoke my dope
He don't know his bitch on go
You better let that bitch blow if I say go
He wanna talk about racks, put that shit on the floor
Big boss, but I need my backend
Come to the city, better tell 'em to tap in
Switch on the Glock, now that bitch get to actin' (Ayy)
Switch at the spot when they find out you trappin'
Can't go for nothin', we make niggas freeze up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked up
Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked
Bitch tryna love me, shit ain't for the weak
Shit ain't for the weak, nigga
Ayy, ayy, BAK
Writer(s): Finn Sutton, Jayvon Crunp
