Blow Back

You Down for a Hit, we on that. We spin but his ass, ain't blow back

In the chi, bitch, I be where the folks at. In the soda, I be where the locs at

Kill a nigga, grow wicks like Kodak. We be steppin' on shit like Floor mats

If we on him, we shoot where the door at. Ain't no trippin, we catch him, we on that

I don't want that, bitch, you can keep that ho. I was slutting, her out up-on hatch

You can ask my opps, GMG get buckets. You know that we up it and blowback

You out in the county, she out here fucking'. That bitch ain't loyal, you know that

Oh he thinkin' it's sweet, I'ma shoot up his lays. I know where this lil' nigga post at

Fuck it, too many guns with us, bitch, we run' the city pop out the cut, then we get the touch? Them' niggas, you'll think we was signed to diddy

Ain't with that arguing, mumblin' tussling, shit, I'ma hit you with nine like 50