Letra de Backends
Is that Tango on the beat?
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Backends on the road, serve the crowds at my show
I guess we serve in the base, we smoke loud by the load
Ain't no price up on my head, I can't never sell my soul
I been havin' racks swear I was gon' go
Don't teach your bitch what a hoe don't know
'Cause a bitch gon' tell when the pressure unfold
And you live and you learn when you go to grow old
I'm in that back nigga, smokin' on dope
She serve it up, shit eat it up hoe
Fuckin' some sympathy into this lil' hoe
I'm beating her back, and then more in her throat
She babysat kids and then thought about more
[?] Baltimore County on some more
Off of that Perc 10, nigga I float
I'm in the spaceship, aka Ghost
Your bitch in my passenger seat do the most
Me and 12 back to back, who want the smoke?
Hop in that GT-R, skrrt, I'm gone
Still can't wait till a young nigga on
But then again, nigga still playin' my songs
So if I hate then a young nigga wrong
Twin-turbo Imma skrrt off
If your bitch bad then I'm taking her skirt off
No I'm no squirrel but I'm getting that nut off
Niggas switched up, but I'm moving like Adolf
I'm tryna' maintain, I ain't tryna' go AWOL
Had hoop dreams, nigga wanted to play B-ball
I know I'm 26 but I still can't see y'all
Drippin' black and yellow, and I still couldn't be y'all
Imma [?], when that motherfuckin' beat off
Ain't' fuck with the Trumps, this the last time I beat off
I fuck with the nerds, who the fuck would I cheat off?
Smoking thin Blunts, boy your shit like a Cheeto
Shoutout Lil Duwap, still shootin' thru the peephole
I got real fans, still fuck with my people
Backends on the road, still waiting for the f-f-f-f-beep though
Backends on the road, serve the crowds at my show
I guess we serve in the base, we smoke loud by the load
Ain't no price up on my head, I can't never sell my soul
I been havin' racks swear I was gon' go
Don't teach your bitch what a hoe don't know
'Cause a bitch gon' tell when the pressure unfold
And you live and you learn when you go to grow old
I guess we serve in the base, we smoke loud by the load
Ain't no price up on my head, I can't never sell my soul
I been havin' racks swear I was gon' go
Don't teach your bitch what a hoe don't know
'Cause a bitch gon' tell when the pressure unfold
And you live and you learn when you go to grow old
I'm in that back nigga, smokin' on dope
She serve it up, shit eat it up hoe
Fuckin' some sympathy into this lil' hoe
I'm beating her back, and then more in her throat
She babysat kids and then thought about more
[?] Baltimore County on some more
Off of that Perc 10, nigga I float
I'm in the spaceship, aka Ghost
Your bitch in my passenger seat do the most
Me and 12 back to back, who want the smoke?
Hop in that GT-R, skrrt, I'm gone
Still can't wait till a young nigga on
But then again, nigga still playin' my songs
So if I hate then a young nigga wrong
Twin-turbo Imma skrrt off
If your bitch bad then I'm taking her skirt off
No I'm no squirrel but I'm getting that nut off
Niggas switched up, but I'm moving like Adolf
I'm tryna' maintain, I ain't tryna' go AWOL
Had hoop dreams, nigga wanted to play B-ball
I know I'm 26 but I still can't see y'all
Drippin' black and yellow, and I still couldn't be y'all
Imma [?], when that motherfuckin' beat off
Ain't' fuck with the Trumps, this the last time I beat off
I fuck with the nerds, who the fuck would I cheat off?
Smoking thin Blunts, boy your shit like a Cheeto
Shoutout Lil Duwap, still shootin' thru the peephole
I got real fans, still fuck with my people
Backends on the road, still waiting for the f-f-f-f-beep though
Backends on the road, serve the crowds at my show
I guess we serve in the base, we smoke loud by the load
Ain't no price up on my head, I can't never sell my soul
I been havin' racks swear I was gon' go
Don't teach your bitch what a hoe don't know
'Cause a bitch gon' tell when the pressure unfold
And you live and you learn when you go to grow old
