Backend Lyrics

Young niggas running the world like the Jacksons

Making this money my passion

He tried to line me, got turned to past-tense

Damn

What happened

These niggas play hard on the net they be capping

I swear these niggas be acting

LSR demons, you know what I'm jacking

We making this money on backend

Foot on the pedal

Gotta get to the breesh I can't settle

She in love with the diamonds and bezel

She mixed up, she must think that she special

I done bossed up, now I'm on a new level

And I'm ready to pop like the kettle

Like a magnet, I stick to the metal

Unky whipping the rock and the pebble

Ya bitch wanna wrestle

And already know Ima do it

This Tesla, I boot it

The wock got me zooted

My unky be working

The fiends finna use it

My oota relentless

You know he gon shoot it

Look at the top, yea

Where we pursuing

She giving good brain, always know she ain't stupid

These niggas be hating, I gotta go prove it

This life it chose me, I ain't gotta go choose it

Young niggas running the world like the Jacksons

Making this money my passion

He tried to line me, got turned to past-tense

Damn

What happened

These niggas play hard on the net they be capping

I swear these niggas be acting

LSR demons, you know what I'm jacking

We making this money on backend

Raining the bullets we cuttin' the static

Like wait

The switch automatic

Passin' the baba we ballin like magic

Try to run up and it'll get tragic

Back on my bully I'm clutching the boom

Mess wit me and you catch the platoon

Hoe in the cut get to pick and to choose

Cuz her throat huggin' all of the goons

Not with the fakes

And I'm not with the drama

Nine and 11 I feel like osama

She call me daddy I told her to dead it

She think that I'm dubbin her I'm not her father

Drive by with the grrt pow

A boogie

You proud of me now

I got the grip on my doly

Cuz if I up it you gon get put in the ground

I'm like what you expect

I'm rocking all Nike and loving the checks

They telling a nigga he finna be next

But honestly I could've guessed

She told me she love a nigga in a tech

Don't gotta sneeze to be blessed

Pooh shiesty I'm making a mess

There's something I gotta address

The way that they always be moving it's getting me stressed

I'm onto the next like baby Ion really give no fucks

Like them colts in Indiana man I guess y'all out of luck

In the field I got two hands right on the chop I keep it tucked

Oh you say we started slow well then my shooters pick it up

Now these niggas giving up

Young niggas running the world like the Jacksons

Making this money my passion

He tried to line me, got turned to past-tense

Damn

What happened

These niggas play hard on the net they be capping

I swear these niggas be acting

LSR demons, you know what I'm jacking

We making this money on backend