Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back On E, artist - Future.
Date of issue: 09.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back On E |
I’m back on E |
I got a full tank of gas |
In the driveway countin' up this cash, now |
I’m back on E |
With a bag full of waters |
If I drink 'em then I know I’m rolling harder |
I’m back on E |
And I ain’t even a shooter, nigga |
I’m so geeked up, I want to shoot the nigga |
I’m back on E |
I done throwed back a double |
In the club, fucking bitches, me and Trouble |
I’m back on E |
I’m back on E |
White naked ladies |
While my pockets on E |
It’s fuck you, pay me |
Somebody save me |
Or should I say save this nigga |
Cause when my pockets on E |
They all looking like victims |
Ready to flip your temple |
Got niggas in Who stay rolling on E, living similar to me |
Hey Future, I can only warn 'em (Do you wanna play?) |
I pop a transformer, transform ya (Do you wanna lay?) |
Put your legs up where your head’s supposed to be |
So just let a nigga get cash (I'm talking ¡ándale!) (Guap!) |
Linked up with tape, put the money in the front |
Just pass a blunt and let me go slow |
Before I pop three more |
I’m back on E |
I got a full tank of gas |
In the driveway countin' up this cash, now |
I’m back on E |
With a bag full of waters |
If I drink 'em then I know I’m rolling harder |
I’m back on E |
And I ain’t even a shooter, nigga |
I’m so geeked up, I want to shoot the nigga |
I’m back on E |
I done throwed back a double |
In the club, fucking bitches, me and Trouble |
I’m back on E |
My heater to capacity |
My pockets full of capacity |
I’m feeling like your majesty |
And I cause a catastrophe |
I’m Houston classified flying around ya |
While them bullets flying around you |
I was in Montego, when they found you |
Got more ice than a water fountain |
And I’m rolling baby, with a Nike sign and two naked ladies |
Can’t help but floss, nigga, I’m a codeine boss, nigga |
On good drank, with a full tank, and a big bank (skrrrrt) |
I’m so in the paint, I cut you up with a shank |
I’m throw up fingers, whenever I talk to you |
And I’m so geeked up right now, I can’t even talk to you (Pluto!) |
You featherweight, I’m like a hawk on you (Freebandz!) |
Send her to my section, I’m gonna spread some sauce on you |
I’m back on E |
I got a full tank of gas |
In the driveway countin' up this cash, now |
I’m back on E |
With a bag full of waters |
If I drink 'em then I know I’m rolling harder |
I’m back on E |
And I ain’t even a shooter, nigga |
I’m so geeked up, I want to shoot the nigga |
I’m back on E |
I done throwed back a double |
In the club, fucking bitches, me and Trouble |
I’m back on E |
I’m on all type of drugs, I’m draped up with the thugs |
And I don’t conversate, cause I converse back with the plug |
We handle good business, We smoke good loud |
We swap out bad bitches, cause ain’t none of them ours |
I’m trouble trouble, baby, Geeked up, looking sour |
Way too many hours |
Pass me the Aquafina, Can’t do nothing with a single |
I done popped so many pills, you can’t know how I feel |
I’m back on E |
I got a full tank of gas |
In the driveway countin' up this cash, now |
I’m back on E |
With a bag full of waters |
If I drink 'em then I know I’m rolling harder |
I’m back on E |
And I ain’t even a shooter, nigga |
I’m so geeked up, I want to shoot the nigga |
I’m back on E |
I done throwed back a double |
In the club, fucking bitches, me and Trouble |
I’m back on E |