Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Backpage, artist - Handsome Harv
Date of issue: 14.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Backpage |
These hundreds make bitches do backflips |
I’m still flexin' wit' my new on my last bitch |
Everytime I say something it’s cash shit |
Fuck around and make that cash flip |
Tats on my body like a ese |
Call Slimmy, let that TEC spray |
I need chips ASAP |
Had to cancel that bitch like Backpage |
Keep it on me if you want it |
Gleeky on me, thirty on it |
She know T.O. |
that nigga |
And it’s one up top, I don’t know that nigga |
And I wish a nigga would, bet he don’t though |
Big Glock, turn a rap nigga to a no show |
And I don’t want ass I want cash flow |
RBE, SOB that’s the gang ho |
I met a bad lil' bitch, her ass was fat |
But she ain’t have no dough so I ain’t even double back |
Lil' Nino had the pole, seen that nigga double back (Get 'em) |
Broad day bounced out, left 'em where he’s, left 'em where he’s at |
Ayy Park Chester where I’m at at (The Village) |
Just knocked the bitches set, you know I’m good off in Iraq |
My nigga got them packs, he just went up, you know he tax (For real?) |
Bitch he just went up you know he tax |
I’m 'bout stacks, bitch I want them blue bills |
My stock clap, fuck yo' 30, I’ll shoot still |
Off two pills, mobbin' slappin' SOB |
Getting' head off Anti in the 6 nigga fuck a suite |
Backwood rollin' nigga fuck a Sweet |
Backpage over ho, bitch time to beat ya feet |
Oh you active lil' nigga? |
Betta keep the Gleek |
Headshot accurate, they be touchin' cheeks |
These hundreds make bitches do backflips |
I’m still flexin' wit' my new on my last bitch |
Everytime I say something it’s cash shit |
Fuck around and make that cash flip |
Tats on my body like a ese |
Call Slimmy, let that TEC spray |
I need chips ASAP |
Had to cancel that bitch like Backpage |
Fuck a broke bitch |
On my momma I can’t love no bitch |
Ridin' 'round the V' wit' four Glocks so that’s four sticks |
Dome shit, yeah bitch we really dome shit |
20 bands, all blues, I swear I can’t fold shit |
Pull up, throw that mask on |
And we bounce out |
Every time we funk, guns up we don’t back down |
Blowin' on this dope, so much 'woods I done passed out |
Take a nigga bitch, bend her over blow her back out |
And fuck being broke I need a meal ticket |
'Til then, all them licks? |
Yeah, we still hittin' |
Act' fuckin' up my kidney’s but I’m still sippin' |
Never white flaggin', if it’s funk then we still trippin' |
If you in the field, catch these bullets like Randy |
Bitches get it too, sendin' shots at ya bestie |
Keep that stick on me, never let a nigga test me |
200 on the dash, AMG you can’t catch me |
Bitch |
And these hundreds make bitches do backflips |
I’m still flexin' wit' my new on my last bitch |
Everytime I say something it’s cash shit |
Fuck around and make that cash flip |
Tats on my body like a ese |
Call Slimmy, let that TEC spray |
I need chips ASAP |
Had to cancel that bitch like Backpage |
I just met a, I just met a yoke lil' bitch |
Fine as fuck, straight broke lil' bitch |
Showed my nigga the picture, he said he broke the lil' bitch |
Her nigga insecure probably chokin' her and shit |
I just met a, I just met a yoke lil' bitch |
Fine as fuck, straight broke lil' bitch |
Showed my nigga the picture, he said he broke the lil' bitch |
Her nigga insecure probably chokin' her and shit |
Tats on my body like a ese |
Call Slimmy, let that TEC spray |
I need chips ASAP |
Had to cancel that bitch like Backpage |
Fuck around and make that cash flip |