"Back End" lyrics
(feat. RMC Mike)
Bitch
Bitch, I'm tapped in, and I'm trapped in
I need my money right now, fuck a backend
I need my money now, fuck a backend
Bought a Glock 9 for twelve dollars from a crackhead
Gettin' love all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
Unc' pop niggas, sell dope, and smoke wax pens
Bitch, yeah, we active
Watch my lil' cousin whip a slab with some passion
Niggas ain't never sold a gram, just be rappin'
Granddad done spent thirty bands on a tractor
I been all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
I'm tryna make it out the trap, but I'm trapped in
I'm 'bout to power-brake the 'Cat, turn off the traction
I need my money up front, plus the backend
I need that backend
I need that backend
I can't do a song with you for free, I ain't just rappin'
Need a camera on my license plate so I can back in
Ayy, somebody hit me with some clean so I can tap dance
The way I make that shit stretch out, it's elastic
I'm overwhelmed at the outcome and I'm ecstatic
I left the club with all my money, fuck a lap dance
I really seen this shit before, bro, I don't just be rappin'
I used to sleep with a four-five when I lived on Mackin
Paranoid from what I seen, I don't believe in lackin'
I'm thinkin' every car on that, but that's just early traffic
I don't really care about who next, nigga, we up
Girly fucked me and Rio for a gram of pink Runtz
I liked the bitch, but had to put her out, she rolled green blunts
Real hustler, I just made a ticket sellin' freeze cups
I'm finna cash a Redeye and fuck the streets up
Seven-ninety-seven horses in it, y'all can't keep up
Dropped three hundred shells on an opp, they gave the beef up
Poured a six of Tech in a pop, boy, this your reup
I been all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
I'm tryna make it out the trap, but I'm trapped in
I'm 'bout to power-brake the 'Cat, turn off the traction
I need my money up front, plus the backend
I need that backend
I need that backend
I can't do a song with you for free, I ain't just rappin'
Need a camera on my license plate so I can back in
Don't come around me pourin' green and get your ass kicked
I'm 'bout to cash it, go presi', bro, fuck a Patek
Bro turned a hundred bands to two like he know magic
He did that shit behind my back, guess that's a backflip
Told my bitch to get her hair right 'cause she got dandruff
Fat nigga, I put egg whites on my sandwich
When this shit pop, I'm puttin' blue lights on my mansion
You better move when you see them headlights on that Phantom
Bitch, I'm tapped in, and I'm trapped in
I need my money right now, fuck a backend
I need my money now, fuck a backend
Bought a Glock 9 for twelve dollars from a crackhead
Gettin' love all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
Unc' pop niggas, sell dope, and smoke wax pens
Bitch, yeah, we active
Watch my lil' cousin whip a slab with some passion
Niggas ain't never sold a gram, just be rappin'
Granddad done spent thirty bands on a tractor
I been all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
I'm tryna make it out the trap, but I'm trapped in
I'm 'bout to power-brake the 'Cat, turn off the traction
I need my money up front, plus the backend
I need that backend
I need that backend
I can't do a song with you for free, I ain't just rappin'
Need a camera on my license plate so I can back in
Ayy, somebody hit me with some clean so I can tap dance
The way I make that shit stretch out, it's elastic
I'm overwhelmed at the outcome and I'm ecstatic
I left the club with all my money, fuck a lap dance
I really seen this shit before, bro, I don't just be rappin'
I used to sleep with a four-five when I lived on Mackin
Paranoid from what I seen, I don't believe in lackin'
I'm thinkin' every car on that, but that's just early traffic
I don't really care about who next, nigga, we up
Girly fucked me and Rio for a gram of pink Runtz
I liked the bitch, but had to put her out, she rolled green blunts
Real hustler, I just made a ticket sellin' freeze cups
I'm finna cash a Redeye and fuck the streets up
Seven-ninety-seven horses in it, y'all can't keep up
Dropped three hundred shells on an opp, they gave the beef up
Poured a six of Tech in a pop, boy, this your reup
I been all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
I'm tryna make it out the trap, but I'm trapped in
I'm 'bout to power-brake the 'Cat, turn off the traction
I need my money up front, plus the backend
I need that backend
I need that backend
I can't do a song with you for free, I ain't just rappin'
Need a camera on my license plate so I can back in
Don't come around me pourin' green and get your ass kicked
I'm 'bout to cash it, go presi', bro, fuck a Patek
Bro turned a hundred bands to two like he know magic
He did that shit behind my back, guess that's a backflip
Told my bitch to get her hair right 'cause she got dandruff
Fat nigga, I put egg whites on my sandwich
When this shit pop, I'm puttin' blue lights on my mansion
You better move when you see them headlights on that Phantom
