Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Backwards, artist - Trizz.
Date of issue: 14.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Backwards |
These niggas say my name and shit man |
And don’t even know me |
That shit is weird |
We ain’t gonna trip unless its chips |
Shit its bullshit |
They brack a lot and dumb fucks |
Post pics with 4 clips |
We only move in silence |
We get violent I’m a fucking tyrant |
They on my dick but I ain’t rich |
So I don’t fucking like em |
And if its beef my homies count on me |
I’m fucking riding |
My niggas creepin ain’t so sweet |
We probably fucking dying |
Ask him where he from |
Come Mr. Chip him if he fucking lying |
They always got a lot to say but always fucking hiding |
We gon fucking find him |
Come on I’m fucking driving |
Skrrt they alert swerve if you hear fucking sirens |
I want it all and then some so I’m fucking grinding |
A fine bitch a nice whip some real fucking diamonds |
I’m really fucking like this |
I ain’t just fucking rhyming |
I say the shit you scared to say |
They say don’t fucking sign him |
They wanna be just like him |
They ain’t see nothing like him |
Nobody fucking like him |
Cause he ain’t nothing like em |
Nigga |
Im tatted nigga |
They get after niggas |
They ain’t really active |
Niggas scatter when its cracking nigga |
Play it backwards say it faster |
We just back to get em |
Satan has the rhythm |
We gon have to give em antivenom |
Like whats happening nigga |
They get after niggas |
They ain’t really active |
Niggas scatter when its cracking nigga |
Play it backwards say it faster |
We just back to get em |
Satan has the rhythm |
We gon have to give em antivenom |
Iso |
Ayo I got dark matters that CERN ain’t even concerned with |
Doing donuts around Saturn how I deter with |
High as fuck off the D Rope that’s how my words flip |
The Tec shoots through dudes two pecs nigga that’s birds lips |
With it but me he the one you gon read about |
Westin be speaking out wordsmith |
Look medusa in the eye when I eat her out |
B.o.B. |
beat her style burn shit |
DA in my diary the things that I think about |
Knowing the people sound nervous |
I could be bleeding out |
Yike and I guarantee I brought stim uses the nerves twitch |
Been to hell and back |
And in the fact that i was left here like Van Gogh heard this |
Send a telegraph to my better half which is probably just another kid who has |
burbs bitch |
That loves harp you in em plus gargle in em |
My guardian twin fuck girth deep |
And probably got a twin I cannot come in em |
My apartment with no furnace, cold world nigga fuck it |
First is birth and that the same way the earth reversed it |
Full surface I mean circle but if its flat |
Then that bar is flat out worthless for a purpose you searchin search stream |
Somebody define what research is |
Know a lot of ticking ass niggas get in birth christ |
Blind by the bread like churches searchin curses |
Im tatted nigga |
They get after niggas |
They ain’t really active |
Niggas scatter when its cracking nigga |
Play it backwards say it faster |
We just back to get em |
Satan has the rhythm |
We gon have to give em antivenom |
Like whats happening nigga |
They get after niggas |
They ain’t really active |
Niggas scatter when its cracking nigga |
Play it backwards say it faster |
We just back to get em |
Satan has the rhythm |
We gon have to give em antivenom |
This niggas ain’t fuck with me nigga straight up |
Ay Iso you-you gotta show me how yall say that shit nigga |
Brain! |
BBP nigga |