Back To Back ft. Big 2 Lyrics

Yeah, you talkin' dumb shit, talk it on the speakerphone

Your bitch fuckin' on me, yeah, she can't even fuckin' leave me alone

Yeah, you niggas hatin', cut that money, gettin' even loan

Yeah, I'm talkin' stupid, I ain't talkin' bout no pinkie loan

Yeah, pinkie ring on that pinkie finger

Nigga fresh as fuck on head to toe, you know he keep that bangle

Yeah, niggas know we can't keep that thang

Yeah, y'all know that we gon' fuck a swank

Get the back end, hit the trap, then you know we gone

Bitches call my phone, yeah, you know they can't leave me alone

Rackin' up these millions so you know I'm bout my features on

Niggas talkin' stupid, then you know we get the heat on

Nigga hit me off the features, I ain't even hit him back

Nigga want a nigga, if you do, I gotta get them racks

And niggas know we chasin' shit like back-to-back and back-to-back

Niggas know we savin' dope, we savin' wack, yeah

A lot of dope, you know how to get it back

A lot of niggas fuck a lot of money, you know we gotta get it back

Yeah, we spend a lot of dope, you tryin' to triple that

You niggas, a lot of bitches in the city, you know we into that

A lot of fly shit I put on when I be getting racks

I'm runnin' up this dope, I'm runnin' back and tryin' to start the track

Once I jump the truck and start it up, I get it back and flip it

Then I spend it all in sax, and when we fuck with that

Yeah, no, we fuck with that

It's Wednesday, you know, and ain't no comin' back

I been in the studio, I'm tryin' to make it to the shop

Niggas hatin' all the time, swear that they won't get it back

Rackin' up the yellow, so you know that's what we fuckin' doin

D.O. gettin' to the scrilly, yeah, you know he gettin' to it

I can't go for nothin', nigga, I can't go for anything

Bitch said that she let me start, screamin' out my real name

Told the bitch, be quiet at the truck, we don't gon' fuckin' talk

Niggas start behavin', say y'all know, gotta do the fuckin' walk

Got 30 bombin' racks, nigga, we ain't playin' about that any day

Can't quite see nothin', head gon' shoot the face, bah

Like we movin' a lot of dope, you know how to get it back

A lot of niggas fuck a lot of money, you know we gotta get it back

Yeah, we spend a lot of dough, you tryin' to triple that

You niggas, now the bitches in the city, you know we into that

Now you talkin' dumb shit, talkin' on a speakerphone

Your bitch fuckin' on me, yeah, she can't even fuckin' leave me alone

Yeah, you niggas hatin', cut that money, gettin' even long

Yeah, I'm talkin' stupid, I ain't talkin' bout no pinkie long

Yeah, pinkie ring on that pinky finger

Nigga fresh as fuck on head to toe, you know he keep that bangle

Yeah, niggas know we can't keep that thing

Yeah, y'all know that we gon' fuck a swang

Get the back end, hit the trap, then you know we gone

Bitches call my phone, yeah, you know they can't leave me alone

Rackin' up these millions, so you know I'm bout my features on

Niggas talkin' stupid, then you know we get the heat on