BackStroke (feat. Jiggymane)

Now, our operation is small

But there is a lotta potential for aggressive expansion

So, which of you fine gentlemen would like to join our team?

Oh, there's only one spot open right now

So we're gonna have, tryouts

Bet I hit a back stroke, on your muthafuckin' bitch (yeah, what)

And you know dis nigga, but you ain't doin' shit (bitch, uh, damn)

Yet, you feedin' false lies with your fake ass tits (what)

Dick her down real good, now she run into her friends (yeah)

Like the bitch got the shit (what)

Expose a fuck nigga to the core

Niggas got the iron like thor

Then I wonder how it fit in a drawer

You 'ddicted to the money, now you want more

Now you start robbin' couple stores (aye)

'Til you get caught, now you sold a lil' hoe cause you ain't that smart, fuck (haha)

Hump me a thot, cause they lovin' for me

Too busy in the streets with my muthafuckin' heat (hoe)

Yeah, you speakin' in tongues, I don't talk to cop niggas (na)

You throwin' them l's, but you went from broad niggas

Stop posin' like you on a magazine, cover double-x l

Black tea when he's flashin'

We put the molly in the water, now the bitch

Acting geeked

Gettin' naked on the gram, 'cause her pictures got leaked

Put a couple pints in the fanta (aye)

You could say that shit got bleached (aye)

Oh shit got real when my pops caught a stroke

Try to warn a nigga but I wasn't with the shit (huh)

Had to block a fuck nigga out, call that shit adblock

Every day, Friday, sold 'em trap, doin' state lock (what, what, what, what)

Especially from them cops

Paranoia shootin' niggas, polaroid, she lovin' suckin' me

Call that bitch a carnivore, pass it to my nigga x, so he tell you how it goes

Aye, x, boy, tell them niggas how it go, bruh (aye)

Huh, oh, skeet on em', beat on em' (on a bitch)

Pass the molly, make me eat on her clit

Like an actor, make a scene on the shit

Ándale, ándale, ándale

Eat her booty like a fender bender

Run up on 'em with a drain pipe

They say that she dirty dan, baby

Hold me when a bitch not acting like

When I get down, I'm like give her the key

I was surely fucking running the bank

All of my niggas is licensed to shoot

If you act a pussy boy, you might get one in the brain (yeah)

Free brand jacket, d-side money

And tell them ass bitches, and a nigga know nothin'

I ain't with to fucking talkin'

Better slap me when you see me (okay)

And time for a pussy tell a fuck nigga, "run up" (okay, okay, okay)