Backend - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Damn, FINN), ayy

[Chorus]

Walk in the spot with that shit on me, got the whole place smellin' like pounds

You don't like how I get, better keep it that way, don't be mad when I'm movin' around

I like to fuck bad hoes and smoke my dope

He don't know his bitch on go

You better let that bitch blow if I say go

He wanna talk about racks, put that shit on the floor

Big boss, but I need my backend

Come to the city, better tell 'em to tap in

Switch on the Glock, now that bitch get to actin'

Switch at the spot when they find out you trappin'

Can't go for nothin', we make niggas freeze up

Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked up

Gone off a Perky, that bitch got me geeked

Bitch tryna love me, shit ain't for the weak

[Verse]

First time on a drill, you just wanna creep (Creep)

Then that shit gon' get live, they slide to the P's

Then that shit gon' get live with me (Live with me)

I ain't trippin', I'll slide for free (Slide for free)

It's our team, we ride two deep

Money come in like the lottery

Flexin' too hard, bitch, I might pull a muscle

I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm poppin' your bubble

Whole lotta opps, bitch, I got me a couple

Go count me a ten, put that shit in the duffel

Killers with me, they don't fight, they don't tussle (They don't tussle)

Shootin' that breesh, niggas lookin' like Russel

Countin' this money, baby, I can't cuddle

Too damn lit just to get my number

Too damn lit just to—