Back Door — текст песни

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Kasino shit nigga

Maxo Kasino shit nigga

It’s YL on Dem 808s

Maxed out fucking with us

Nah for real

Pull up to my trap, you knock at the back door

We super stocked, we got whatever you ask for

Nike drawers lil nigga, I gotta tax though

Flip the packs, start pulling racks out my asshole

Lil boy don’t get shot in the face tryna act bold

Don’t need me no liquor, that’s what they made Act for

Come through that bitch dripping, he like, «Where his neck go?»

You losing, I’m booling but cooling with Maxo

This that Texas shit, that real reckless shit

Pull up, go to stretchin' shit, bullets start fetching shit

Ain’t no checking shit (No way), please don’t test this shit

You know them ape niggas deadly

Might send you to heaven the way we be blessing shit

Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, uh

Fake O scale in the pot

Draco, Glocks, keep the door unlocked, ayy ayy

Traphouse jumping off the meter

Piles in the trash can, pints in the freezer, whoa whoa

Obama gas bag like the president

Just finesse on the plug with the counterfeit

Shoot shells, fuck 12, they ain’t taking shit

Been dabbing persona and etiquette

Maxo El Chapo, bitches suck me like it’s lipo

Suck that dick, look like a light pole, what? Double cup my Styro'

Headlines like a typo, ayy

Crash dummies, no Geico, whoa

Thirty-eight special for pressure (Let's get it)

Whip up and bag up them extras

Like Mike ass nigga, like Bow Wow

I’ll up the pipe, make a nigga pipe down

Up the pole like a motherfucking stripper

Shooting drills like an LA Clipper

Gucci Gang, Kream Gang

Banana clips, orangutan

Halfways, whole things

Beat a rap nigga up then I take his chain, gang

Pull up to my trap, you knock at the back door

We super stocked, we got whatever you ask for

Nike drawers lil nigga, I gotta tax though

Flip the packs, start pulling racks out my asshole

Lil boy don’t get shot in the face tryna act bold

Don’t need me no liquor, that’s what they made Act for

Come through that bitch dripping, he like, «Where his neck go?»

You losing, I’m booling but cooling with Maxo

This that Texas shit, that real reckless shit

Pull up, go to stretchin' shit, bullets start fetching shit

Ain’t no checking shit (No way), please don’t test this shit

You know them ape niggas deadly

Might send you to heaven the way we be blessing shit

Play with Kasino, that’s deadly shit

Young nigga flexing and sipping on medicine

Fuck up the spot, we been dropping, no stretchin' it

Thirty round Glock, play and he catching it

Pull up tryna shot they gon' knock at the back (Backdoor)

My demons anywhere and they clutching the MAC

Plug love me 'cause I flush every sack

Duh dummy, I’m in love with them racks

Wait, who do you think you checkin'?

You rep that lil shit so you think you steppin' (Lil nigga)

We gon' pull up right on you, won’t send a message

We go dummy, you lil nigga that’s a blessing

Nigga bigger, been quiet since a adolescent

Smoking on dope got me out of breath (Gas)

Whippin' up dope, feeling like a chef (Whip)

Switch up my wrist, hit it with the left

Sagging hard and I paid a lot for this belt

Love the bag, I ball hard, I don’t need a ref

In the spot with Big Kream, I ain’t talking meth

You talking 'bout beef with me then you talking death

And we play for keep, boy ain’t nothing fair

Still in the streets, beat the pack 'til nothing left

Still in the Creek but these rappers won’t come there

Gorilla that tripping and gripping

A young nigga rock out with drums there

Pull up to my trap, you knock at the back door

We super stocked, we got whatever you ask for

Nike drawers lil nigga, I gotta tax though

Flip the packs, start pulling racks out my asshole

Lil boy don’t get shot in the face tryna act bold

Don’t need me no liquor, that’s what they made Act for

Come through that bitch dripping, he like, «Where his neck go?»

You losing, I’m booling but cooling with Maxo

This that Texas shit, that real reckless shit

Pull up, go to stretchin' shit, bullets start fetching shit

Ain’t no checking shit (No way), please don’t test this shit

You know them ape niggas deadly

Might send you to heaven the way we be blessing shit