Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back Door, artist - Pop Smoke. Date of issue: 30.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back Door |
| My momma tell, mmm |
| Mmm, mmm, huh? |
| My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects |
| Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching |
| Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking |
| And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target |
| I up and squeeze on the pussy-ass opposition |
| Cops asking me these questions, I don’t know nothing |
| Hit that nigga up get through the back door |
| My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects |
| Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching |
| Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking |
| And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target |
| Stay down on the north stay down |
| Too much more don’t know what it’s 'bout |
| We was the first ones out the hood |
| We brought that shit back to the house, it look good |
| Inside the mud inside the rain, no more pain |
| I had the hundred round drawn, just for shit that look strange |
| I had to kick through some doors, just to ice out the chains |
| We had to fuck a few hoes, since they came in the game |
| Jumped out to pull some chains, doubled back and they came |
| Huncho hustle mentality, just like Kobe with rings |
| I don’t wanna mention names, but some can’t even hang |
| One thing I learned about this game that it’s gonna show if you lame |
| Huncho and Pop Smoke yeah we turning the page |
| I don’t know but it feel like we go back in the day |
| I put food on the table niggas won’t touch my plate |
| Momma let me go outside but I ain’t out here tryna' play |
| My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects |
| Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching |
| Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking |
| And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target |
| I, up and squeeze on the pussy-ass opposition |
| Cops asking me these question, I don’t know nothing |
| Hit that nigga up, get through the back door |
| My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects |
| Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching |
| Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking |
| And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target |
| I might be goin' numb, I ain’t show love, then it died within |
| My mind on so much drugs I think my sliders tryna' slide on me |
| I bet none these rappers got more war stories, than the He do |
| Every night I pray that my lil soldiers keep it Zeeko |
| I just wanna make a lot of money for my people |
| I just caught a case, but I thank God, it ain’t a RICO |
| Can’t stay out the hood I’m like a magnet to the projects |
| Every time I do good, Lord, all the bad shit be followin' |
| I don’t know who be hatin, 'cause they still shakin' hands |
| I don’t know who be fakin', 'cause they still shakin' hands |
| I know everybody smiling in my face, ain’t really my friends |
| I know niggas be hollerin' like they gang, but really gon' bend |
| Bussin' at the opp’s, and I’m duckin' from the cops |
| 'Cause I’m still clutching glocks for momma |
| I’m bussin' at the opp’s, 'cause everytime I try to stop, they be preying on my |
| top, momma |
| My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects |
| Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching |
| Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking |
| And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target |
| I up and squeeze on the pussy-ass opposition |
| Cops asking me these questions, I don’t know nothing |
| Hit that nigga up, get through the back door |
| My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects |
| Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching |
| Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking |
| And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target |