"Don't Look Back" lyrics
FTO Sett Lyrics
Sett
Yeah, yeah, fuck nigga
(He's heating up)
Know what's up, pluckin'-ass nigga
You ain't out here shootin' no Drac' (You ain't firin' nothin')
You ain't chasin', runnin' down nothin' to the face (You ain't runnin' nothin' down)
You ain't gettin' up close on no chase (Gettin' up on that)
Nigga, you ain't tryna kill nothin' and get away (Smack somethin')
Nigga crashin', wreckin' the Wraith (What?)
I got the window seat fire, that's my face
The full-auto chopper, nigga, and the Drac'
Over three hundred shots, how you gon' get away? (Can't get away)
I'm runnin' through town with some country boys with me (Country boys with me)
Screamin', "On Eye," they ready to crash (On Nathan)
Can't trail me, they up on your ass
Hellcat truck, two hundred the dash (Two hundred)
Smash, certified smackers, they'll shoot with no mask
I ain't gotta tell 'em spray, they see me mad
Every gun, every clip, we ProMag (ProMag)
Buck the drive, don't look back (Don't look back)
Faith in Murda, I know he gon' smack (Get up)
Ain't no nigga gettin' off, nigga, we gettin' back (Gettin' back)
All that trollin', next time, mention me, nigga, we can leave out a stretch (Cappin'-ass nigga)
I be chillin' and chasin' these fifteens, nigga tryna keep my eyes with Matt
I been movin' slow, sippin' that— ugh, nigga, I been kickin' shit with Junior and Splatt (Junior and Splatt)
They know to put the raids up in the back (Park that shit)
Tell 'em free CThirty, Speed, and Splatt (Free them guys)
You know I ain't forgettin' 'bout Scat (Free Scat, nigga)
I'm countin' backends with Beep and Wop
I think my niggas count faster than a clock
I'm sick, cold every day, I'm switchin' my watch (Switchin' my watch)
Every day, nigga, I'm switchin' my Glock (Switchin' my gun)
Every time you mention me, a body gon' drop
You ain't out here shootin' no Drac' (You ain't firin' nothin')
You ain't chasin', runnin' down nothin' to the face (You ain't runnin' nothin' down)
You ain't gettin' up close on no chase (Gettin' up on that)
Nigga, you ain't tryna kill nothin' and get away (Smack somethin')
Nigga crashin', wreckin' the Wraith (What?)
I got the window seat fire, that's my face
The full-auto chopper, nigga, and the Drac'
Over three hundred shots, how you gon' get away? (Can't get away)
I'm runnin' through town with some country boys with me (Country boys with me)
Screamin', "On Eye," they ready to crash (On Nathan)
Can't trail me, they up on your ass
Hellcat truck, two hundred the dash (Two hundred)
Smash, certified smackers, they'll shoot with no mask
I ain't gotta tell 'em spray, they see me mad
Every gun, every clip, we ProMag (ProMag)
Buck the drive, don't look back (Don't look back)
Ain't no pullin' over neither, nigga, it's two hundred shots in the back of this Track' (Fuck)
Any car get up close up on this bitch and them 12 niggas gettin' smacked (Smacked out)
Bend through there once, scopin', good game player (Okay), so you already know it's a strat' (Say that)
Second time that we hittin' them, no Diddy, nigga, from the front and the back
I'm sippin' Tech and the Tris, posted with them killers, you know I ain't duckin' no wreck (On Murda)
This murder and love, them young niggas hop in them cars, I ain't gotta tell 'em do that (Lay somethin' down)
Already know they a threat (Already know they on that)
Smackin' on shit how they earned they respect (Get 'em)
They thinkin' it's King Crook move every time one of these pussies gettin' stretched
You ain't out here shootin' no Drac' (You ain't firin' nothin')
You ain't chasin', runnin' down nothin' to the face (You ain't runnin' nothin' down)
You ain't gettin' up close on no chase (Gettin' up on that)
Nigga, you ain't tryna kill nothin' and get away (Smack somethin')
Nigga crashin', wreckin' the Wraith (What?)
I got the window seat fire, that's my face
The full-auto chopper, nigga, and the Drac'
Over three hundred shots, how you gon' get away? (Can't get away)
I'm runnin' through town with some country boys with me (Country boys with me)
Screamin', "On Eye," they ready to crash (On Nathan)
Can't trail me, they up on your ass
Hellcat truck, two hundred the dash (Two hundred)
Smash, certified smackers, they'll shoot with no mask
I ain't gotta tell 'em spray, they see me mad
Every gun, every clip, we ProMag (ProMag)
Buck the drive, don't look back (Don't look back)
Yeah, yeah, fuck nigga
(He's heating up)
Know what's up, pluckin'-ass nigga
You ain't out here shootin' no Drac' (You ain't firin' nothin')
You ain't chasin', runnin' down nothin' to the face (You ain't runnin' nothin' down)
You ain't gettin' up close on no chase (Gettin' up on that)
Nigga, you ain't tryna kill nothin' and get away (Smack somethin')
Nigga crashin', wreckin' the Wraith (What?)
I got the window seat fire, that's my face
The full-auto chopper, nigga, and the Drac'
Over three hundred shots, how you gon' get away? (Can't get away)
I'm runnin' through town with some country boys with me (Country boys with me)
Screamin', "On Eye," they ready to crash (On Nathan)
Can't trail me, they up on your ass
Hellcat truck, two hundred the dash (Two hundred)
Smash, certified smackers, they'll shoot with no mask
I ain't gotta tell 'em spray, they see me mad
Every gun, every clip, we ProMag (ProMag)
Buck the drive, don't look back (Don't look back)
Faith in Murda, I know he gon' smack (Get up)
Ain't no nigga gettin' off, nigga, we gettin' back (Gettin' back)
All that trollin', next time, mention me, nigga, we can leave out a stretch (Cappin'-ass nigga)
I be chillin' and chasin' these fifteens, nigga tryna keep my eyes with Matt
I been movin' slow, sippin' that— ugh, nigga, I been kickin' shit with Junior and Splatt (Junior and Splatt)
They know to put the raids up in the back (Park that shit)
Tell 'em free CThirty, Speed, and Splatt (Free them guys)
You know I ain't forgettin' 'bout Scat (Free Scat, nigga)
I'm countin' backends with Beep and Wop
I think my niggas count faster than a clock
I'm sick, cold every day, I'm switchin' my watch (Switchin' my watch)
Every day, nigga, I'm switchin' my Glock (Switchin' my gun)
Every time you mention me, a body gon' drop
You ain't out here shootin' no Drac' (You ain't firin' nothin')
You ain't chasin', runnin' down nothin' to the face (You ain't runnin' nothin' down)
You ain't gettin' up close on no chase (Gettin' up on that)
Nigga, you ain't tryna kill nothin' and get away (Smack somethin')
Nigga crashin', wreckin' the Wraith (What?)
I got the window seat fire, that's my face
The full-auto chopper, nigga, and the Drac'
Over three hundred shots, how you gon' get away? (Can't get away)
I'm runnin' through town with some country boys with me (Country boys with me)
Screamin', "On Eye," they ready to crash (On Nathan)
Can't trail me, they up on your ass
Hellcat truck, two hundred the dash (Two hundred)
Smash, certified smackers, they'll shoot with no mask
I ain't gotta tell 'em spray, they see me mad
Every gun, every clip, we ProMag (ProMag)
Buck the drive, don't look back (Don't look back)
Ain't no pullin' over neither, nigga, it's two hundred shots in the back of this Track' (Fuck)
Any car get up close up on this bitch and them 12 niggas gettin' smacked (Smacked out)
Bend through there once, scopin', good game player (Okay), so you already know it's a strat' (Say that)
Second time that we hittin' them, no Diddy, nigga, from the front and the back
I'm sippin' Tech and the Tris, posted with them killers, you know I ain't duckin' no wreck (On Murda)
This murder and love, them young niggas hop in them cars, I ain't gotta tell 'em do that (Lay somethin' down)
Already know they a threat (Already know they on that)
Smackin' on shit how they earned they respect (Get 'em)
They thinkin' it's King Crook move every time one of these pussies gettin' stretched
You ain't out here shootin' no Drac' (You ain't firin' nothin')
You ain't chasin', runnin' down nothin' to the face (You ain't runnin' nothin' down)
You ain't gettin' up close on no chase (Gettin' up on that)
Nigga, you ain't tryna kill nothin' and get away (Smack somethin')
Nigga crashin', wreckin' the Wraith (What?)
I got the window seat fire, that's my face
The full-auto chopper, nigga, and the Drac'
Over three hundred shots, how you gon' get away? (Can't get away)
I'm runnin' through town with some country boys with me (Country boys with me)
Screamin', "On Eye," they ready to crash (On Nathan)
Can't trail me, they up on your ass
Hellcat truck, two hundred the dash (Two hundred)
Smash, certified smackers, they'll shoot with no mask
I ain't gotta tell 'em spray, they see me mad
Every gun, every clip, we ProMag (ProMag)
Buck the drive, don't look back (Don't look back)
