Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back & Forth, artist - YFN Lucci. Album song Wish Me Well 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Think It's A Game, Warner
Song language: English
Back & Forth |
Tryna run another M up |
That’s just for my lil boy |
Trying to buy another brand new Benz |
That’s just for my garage |
We prepare for the war, we got all type of rods |
I’m always back and forth to court been trying to fight this charge |
I just counted up me another mill |
And I ain’t doing fraud |
My dawg say he know where his momma live |
And he a momma’s boy |
We can’t find em make him shed a tear |
We ain’t showing no remorse |
They do drive bys, we trying to kill |
We ain’t going back and forth |
Brand new heater, I just cashed out on another torch |
Paint got me bleeding I just might just need another heart |
Been fighting demons for so long so I bought a Rolls Royce |
That boy body had so many holes he could’ve been a golf course |
And I been on the road, I’m doing shows I get the backend |
Hit 'em with 'bout four and watch 'em fold up from the Mac 10 |
We call it slick for 2×4, we want too much smoke we trying to wack shit |
We ain’t trying to send no tweet tell 'em send they address |
Aye my lil dog will spend they block for a pint of hi-tech |
And I just got a Glock, came with a dick, this bitch ain’t bout sex |
And you know we throwing bullets, trying to see which one of y’all can catch |
This for acting like a pussy we gone put you in the ground for that |
Tryna run another M up |
That’s just for my lil boy |
Trying to buy another brand new Benz |
That’s just for my garage |
We prepare for the war, we got all type of rods |
I’m always back and forth to court been trying to fight this charge |
I just counted up me another mill |
And I ain’t doing fraud |
My dawg say he know where his momma live |
And he a momma’s boy |
We can’t find em make him shed a tear |
We ain’t showing no remorse |
They do drive bys, we trying to kill |
We ain’t going back and forth |
If ain’t no body on that Glock then we gone put one |
We ain’t trying to do no drive bys, we trying to foot sum |
My bro was begging for a body he went and took one |
Bitch choppers burn his shit like lava trying to cook sum |
He tough all on the gram, but in person you be shook huh |
You strapped but ain’t gone shoot nun |
How you rap but ain’t been through nun? |
I’ll fuck around spend a bid in my new foreign I left the coupe running |
Or drop a bag and leave 'em smashed |
They’ll do 'em bad just for them blue hundreds |
Bitch we gone do you nasty |
We bout bodies |
We bout caskets |
I ain’t bragging you don’t see all these patches all these automatics |
Bitch I’m tagging still will step in fashion in my face I’m tatted |
Bitch I’m a savage |
I’ll step on your daddy |
I’ll step with a passion |
Tryna run another M up |
That’s just for my lil boy |
Trying to buy another brand new Benz |
That’s just for my garage |
We prepare for the war, we got all type of rods |
I’m always back and forth to court been trying to fight this charge |
I just counted up me another mill |
And I ain’t doing fraud |
My dawg say he know where his momma live |
And he a momma’s boy |
We can’t find em make him shed a tear |
We ain’t showing no remorse |
They do drive bys, we trying to kill |
We ain’t going back and forth |