B4CK 2 B4CK ft. countinbenjies Lyrics

Yeah you can't control me you are one

Yeah I shoot a shot like I'm in one

Yeah pull up blasting shit hundred round drum

Go in the house bitch I got another one

What the fuck you know about shippin' that pack?

What the fuck you know about killing a rat?

What the fuck you know about shooting a stack?

Niggas call me and we moving it back

Boot up with his bitch then you know I'm smacked

Hop in this shit new nigga I'm running it back to back to back to back

I up that stick that pole that gat

Got this pretty bitch I hit from the back

Yeah we smoking on that fucking loud pack

Spend sum racks and I get it right back

Bitch I up that stick let it bust

Keep ya mouth shut just hush

Bitch I ran up a bag and I got yo bitch up on my dick saying that I am her crush

I hit from the back and I hit from the front is you mad because I was all up in her gush?

Bitch don't be I was hitting for fun

Yo bitch a baby she was sucking my thumb

GBG get back game and yo bitch really cum

Yeah call up some steppers pull up to that block where you stunt

Moneyman callin' my phone got this bitch suckin' just with gums

Yeah pull up wit static the m automatic

We choppin' 'em up and then leavin' 'em gaspin'

Yeah pull up with sticks I bet I'll task it

Yeah these bitch ass niggas some faggots

(Yeah yeah like run it up)

(Okay we ran it up)

(Yeah yeah yeah)

(I up that stick that pole that gat)

(Got this pretty bitch I hit from the back)

(Yeah)

(I hit from the back, back)

(Yeah)

(I hit from the back, back)

(Yeah yeah)

(I hit from the back)

Yeah you can't control me you are one

Yeah I shoot a shot like I'm in one

Yeah pull up blasting shit hundred round drum

Go in the house bitch I got another one

What the fuck you know about shippin' that pack?

What the fuck you know about killing a rat?

What the fuck you know about shooting a stack?

Niggas call me and we moving it back

Boot up with his bitch then you know I'm smacked

Hop in this shit new nigga I'm running it back to back to back to back

I up that stick that pole that gat

Got this pretty bitch I hit from the back

Yeah we smoking on that fucking loud pack

Spend sum racks and I get it right back