Baxk On Defense

I'm in the booth cookin' up fire, my bitch think I'm cheating

We hit the road, we play offense, then get back on defense

I got yo bitch up in the V, she lickin' on my cement

The way they shot him in his face, I couldn't believe it

But shit, I guess that's how this life shit go

You hop out whip and see his face, then boy, you better score

If you don't blow yo pole, them niggas gon' think you a ho

I'm outstanding on dem drills them niggas better know

My brother taught me, ain't no V den boy, you better use your feet

I done rolled me up some two lil bro den faced da whole