BACK BACK

She want  want money. 
She want more carrots than Bugs Bunny.
I hear you laughing I don’t see nothing funny 
Sliming that hoe out, wipe her nose ain’t no running 
Told her back back, because I’m tired of the fronting 
(Can you please)
[verse]
Back back
backpack packed
Leaning to the left because I’m sipping on that ack
Now I’m Kicking back bitch I feel like Jack Black
I’m the chiropract come and get your back cracked
[verse]
She hit my line. What are you wanting? 
I just hit a grand slam while you still bunting 
Pull up in the hot box, I be blunting.
I know that it’s my time I feel it coming
[verse]
Yuh (oooh)
Check shit
Bitches on a check list (check)
Fuck you and every diamond on ya damn necklace (neck)
Swervin in and out the lane hoe 
Why you reckless 
Accent mark, I’m ovaries in all your eggs bitch 
Kicked her out the coupe go in stretch your legs, bitch
Get the fuck on with that bush, go and trim the hedge bitch
Send me off the edge bitch
Push you off a ledge, bitch 
pound that pussy when I’m hammered I’m a fucking sledge bitch
Why are you asking stupid questions go and use your head bitch
Get your ass up in the kitchen and make me a sandwich
(Why don’t you)
Back back
backpack packed
Leaning to the left because I’m sipping on that ack
Now I’m Kicking back bitch I feel like Jack Black
I’m the chiropract come and get your back cracked

rap, hip hop, trap, 808, Rich the kid, bounce, Drake, money