Backwoods Lyrics

Whole lotta issues

I just gotta fix em

Treading to da pape

It don't always fix it

Know some real dope dealers

Keep it quiet no tension

Last robber tried to play

Nigga ended up missin

Whole lotta problems

I just put em in a wood

Smoke it to da face

Can you hit? nah you good

Aye you ran off on who

Man I wish a rap nigga would

Ion rap wit niggas i rather wrap em in a wood

Say I been trippin

I been in my head

two in the morning all a nigga really thinking about is bread

Head first into that water Ian even use my legs

I was swimming wit pirhanas for I learn to use my head

You needa put yo bitch at wide receiver oh she hella open

He in love wit the pussy I laugh at her like I'm joking

Ian trippin bout no pussy I had creamin when I stroke it

Everything I say be facts

Otherwise I wouldn't wrote it

I can't serve you out my pack, if I'm smoking It's too potent

I can take a Nigga bitch, and give her right back to the owner

I ain't trippin bout no bitch, fuck around and get the shoulder

He gon act like he don't know you if he played ya or he owe ya

Whole lotta issues

I just gotta fix em

Treading to da pape

It don't always fix it

Know some real dope dealers

Keep it quiet no tension

Last robber tried to play

Nigga ended up missin

Whole lotta problems

I just put em in a wood

Smoke it to da face

Can you hit? nah you good

Aye you ran off on who

Man I wish a rap nigga would

Ion rap wit niggas i rather wrap em in a wood

Real connect Ian stressing bout no bag go get a new one

Picked the wrong bitch I done put my brother on the cool one

This ain't no lick, either you gon die or try a new one

You a whole bitch posting on the net like you gon do sum

I'm the only nigga in my city who fucked on a teacher

She like who that is she gon turn me up soon as she see me

It be why we fuckin she be telling me

She wish you was me

This shit a get ugly

Ian even mean to push yo buttons

No big homie I'm the biggest out my homies from the hood

Try to put em on niggas paranoid I wish I could

I can't put you on

Don't mean ima leave you inna hood

She got Megan knees but I bet dat pussy really good

Whole lotta issues

I just gotta fix em

Treading to da pape

It don't always fix it

Know some real dope dealers

Keep it quiet no tension

Last robber tried to play

Nigga ended up missin

Whole lotta problems

I just put em in a wood

Smoke it to da face

Can you hit? nah you good

Aye you ran off on who

Man I wish a rap nigga would

Ion rap wit niggas i rather wrap em in a wood