BackWoods ft. Jayboy Lyrics

Backwoods, three grams in the blunt, two doors with tints in the front

For the money, she gon' turn to a munch

For the money, she gon' do what I want

For the money, she gon' do what I need

Killin' his man, made him drop to his knees

Wipin' his nose, like he just sneezed

Bitch, it's rough for him, he got a disease

Fuckin' your bitch and I'm makin' her scream

I gotta choppa, come with a beam

Shorty, I thottie, she fucked the whole team

I'm fuckin' with you if you fuckin' with me

Your whole clique pussy, I found out the theme

Money came quick, like Sonic with speed

Playin' me once, it's a tag on your feet

Wantin' a feature, it came with a fee

Ever since I ran my money up, she givin' me head in the range

We gon' practice aimin' at your body, we ain't go to no range

Usin' the Maybach for my umbrella, your man stuck in the rain

All I wanted was some money, couldn't give a fuck about the fame

I had to go lift my spear, so I wear all chromeheart to match

My socks, uh, separate the fake from near me

You can't get near me, you creepin' a lot, uh

The backwoods got me all weary, I can't see clearly within these boxes

I got a showgirl sellin' narcotics

You with the shits, then go ahead and chop it

I got the motion if you're really goin' buy shit

I'm talkin' bout the blocks, I got the hook in the closet

I'm like Johnny Green, I stay with the Rockets

My pockets stay green, so go ahead and chop it

I got two girls, they been popped off the molly

I need a little break, take a trip to Exotic

I got a Barbie, lovin' bricks in the party

Take a break from the lean, I been actin' retarded

Take a break from the tens, I been actin' real stupid

I can break bread, you don't know how I do it

I got bad females, they lovin' my music

I rock the Rick Owens, let me show you how I move it

It ain't safe, ain't knowin' when your partner goin' through it

When it hit the summer, whole roster gettin' through it

The bank broke, you got another side, like I knew it

I spend a lot of money for my pride, cause you screwed it

But a good day, ease my mind, smell like Tudor

When I step out, I'm the realest, I do it

If you switch sides, oh my God, I'ma lose it

I can't fix shit, but I'm ridin' with a toolie

I won't make friends, I'll be ridin' with the bully

She like a freak, put my hand in her goodie

The show on, a real nigga on the block

Get your hoe on, know your girl wanna knock

I say, Jayboy and Bubz, tryna cook in a pot

The money stay flowin', it stay away from cops

You cop ass, nigga