"BACK" lyrics

Wake up, smell the fucking coffee
What's the fucking mood
This bitch love to fucking top me
She think I'm fucking bool
I don't do the fucking talking
Bitch I'm fucking rude
I would've been inside coffin
If it was up to you
Backseat had that back get in that, feel in that bitch
Backseat in that back, backseat in that back
Backseat in that back, getting neck, getting neck
Backseat in that back, backseat in that back, uh huh

Sicko jeans bitch on my dick
Tell that hoe to come sit on me bitch cause ya thick, uh huh
Feel on me bitch, give me kiss
Tell that hoe come feel on me bitch, give me kiss, uh huh
Fuck nigga don't get wacked when we in town
Tell me where is he at
My brother got my bag
He brought a bat, and we're on that
My brother bought new Quay
Bottle of crack, bottle of crack
Murder you over a bottle of crack nigga
Nigga want to beef with the gang
Get a tombstone
My bitch hate when I'm away
Cause I'm doing wrong
I'm been up on shrooms for days
Bitch I'm too grown
Feeling on her booty, why I ain't get my groove on?

Wake up, smell the fucking coffee
What's the fucking mood
This bitch love to fucking top me
She think I'm fucking bool
I don't do the fucking talking
Bitch I'm fucking rude
I would've been inside coffin
If it was up to you
Backseat had that back, get in that, feel in that bitch
Backseat in that back, backseat in that back
Backseat in that back, getting neck, getting neck
Backseat in that back, backseat in that back, uh huh