paroles de chanson Back Door - iiamquieseyy feat. 615donny

Uhh
Late night creeping chilling with my criminals
Don't play with us we sticked up got two glocks experience too
Got my glick tucked up
Don't play with us
Don't get tucked boy
I'll have yo soul simped up
And all my niggahs like to step on shit
They can get violent
Creeping Round yo crib
They show no mercy when that glock spit
Fuck it I might drop him
We flip the block bumping that hot shit
They flip the car tryna get cocky
He flying High with all his opp friends
Move out the way I feel some hot shit
Bitch I'm coming through the back door
Curvy body bitch she want the stick
I let that mac blow
Catch a opp lacking
Get out and blast em
I think his head gone
Fucking on this baddie With a fatty
Skinny redbone
Fuck with all that talking bitch I'm lit
Okay, okay, okay
Running up my cheddar got a chain from Johnny dang
Can't hang with a lame cause me and you is not the same
I toat a 4 0
Whip the 4 door
Funky bitch that's a no go
Can't fuck a broke hoe
Let the heat blow
Take ya bitch like I'm Debo
Toating on diss 4 0
You can't sing with out yo vocals
I don't play about my locos
Fuck it let's go local
Yeah I heard you want the smoke
That lil boy he was a no show

Yeah copped a chain frm ice box i'm so iced down
A youngin tried too grab my shit wan Going i brought da pipe out
That lil boy think he living I'm gone show em what his life bout
Run upp take his shit might fuck his bitch then knock his lights out
Don't Yuu back door me
Cause I dont do that snake shit fuck that jake shit don't come after me
I'm focused on this paper catch me later I slang that mac for free
I also get revenge I always win my niggahs act for me
My niggahs they go dumb they down 2 spin & spin it back for me

My niggahs making breaddddd
(Breaddd)
Yeah we on the other side screaming fuck the rest
Claiming he a gangster niggah say it with yo chest
Ion play bout mines let's shoot or hide betta choose yo best
Yeah that back door not no option so don't try it
I done seen some shit that I can't speak on neva tweak on keep it quiet
All my guys they down to ride
Popping perkys for a vibe
Mixing lean with lemon lime
Always seen and never hiding mhm

Ride round with that fat chrome in the back seat of my hummer
Y'all niggahs can't fuck wit us we stay with dem Yung niggahs dey sum gunnas
Pull up to yo back door and we slidin'
Creep all through yo crib we letting that hoe blow bitch be quiet
Call up quan cause he to violent you want smoke then hit him up bout it
Yeah we smoking on dat opp pack keep that bad bitch right behind me
Rolling dem big woods you niggahs can't get High as me
Always creeping neva sleeping Imma demon fa the season
Patek on my wrist and dat that freezing
Flip the hoe she gotta go cause that bitch yeah she scheming
She a back door niggah yeah she can't be slept on niggah yeah