Back Door Problems ft. Bishop Birdie Lyrics

I couldn't tell you what time it was this morning I woke up hungover, phone dead, glasses on

the floor, reaching for the water Fucked around and knocked it over, think I'm

still rolling Light the square, put the phone on the charger I still got a quota

Damn it's almost 10:30, I done fucked around and woke up late, but it's still early,

Damn, seven missed calls and a text from my homie saying hit me it's urgent, hey Siri call Birdie

Calling Bishop Birdie

Yo Bishop Bird what's the word!

Got word on some of them boys that used to come and record

You know that fake flexing nigga always coming with whores

Yeah, I know him, his brother, one of the lords

We gotta summon the boy, what he on

Not him the fake jury nigga, Moissonite monster,

The one nigga had a real chain, I did a song with his partner, dude ass Said his OG went to church with your mama, And you already know pussy the root of the problem

So what, he want some smoke?

I don't get it,

You hit his lady nigga, now he babysit ya,

How you know that nigga?

I hit his lady sister with his babysitter.

He act crazy coming straight out the jack n the box he laying in it That's X-Marks the spot on the button for niggas playing with us

My girl security for this nice slot DT, Heard he staying in it

Play pussy, get fucked, we can catch him while he laying in it

This dirty pistol for a dirty nigga!

I know that you can handle business, I'm still in the mud!

I still wanna put my hands in it!

You don't need that on your heart, I can stand killing

Just change your spot up with them bands in it

Stack up for your grandchildren,

it's a dirty gang Kick out that bitch and get your head in it

I see what you saying, I get it

And I'ma take that nigga out his damn feelings

The proof is in the pudding now, don't need forensics

It's like God done sat me down,

I'm on detention

All the love's running out, I need extension

While loading my 40 and 1K, this ain't a pension

And in my pocket is a big popper

I got a biggie noodle knocker for a little oppa

A nigga try to come for mine, he gon' lose his mind

My brother told me I could chill, I know that he got em

But it's like, damn, Niggas wanna stick me for my demonstration

Damn!

Niggas wanna stick me for my demonstration!

Damn!

Niggas wanna stick me for my demonstration crazy I already promised mama wouldn't let em take me!