(Chorus)

It go back! forth!

Show em what you really bout

Ayy back! forth!

Fellas show em what you really bout

Back! forth!

Ladies show em what you really bout

Ayy back! forth!

Curtis show em what you really bout

(Verse)

Ok I'm serious wit it

Serious wicked on the mic tho

Smile so big

My confidence tall as Eiffel-

Towers

Feel like I can do this shit for hours

Whole aesthetic flowers

Holding the golden power

Bruce Leroy

With the master glow

Causing damage

I think I got the disaster flow

No actor tho

Lights camera action tho

Cus I'm a star in position

Slash with musician

Probably open up for Kendrick

Get my fans all attending

Let em spazz for a minute

Then I dance get to Jitting, Ayy

Whole body moving

I got em grooving to the tunes

Say skies the limit

Then watch me take it to the moon, Ayy

Take off like a rocket

I'm an astronaut

You outta options

Boy I'm outta pocket, Cus the flow is so unorthodox

It's So immaculate

Tell em we ain't average

Flow is on Alaska

And we colder than a pandas crib

(Chorus x2)

Back! forth!

Show me what you really bout

Back! forth!

Fellas show em what you really bout

Back! forth!

Ladies show em what you really bout

Back! forth!

Curtis show em what you really bout

(Break)

Breath

Yo we should let it breath

Yeah yeah we should let it breath

Now gone check the Steeze

(Verse 2)

Look

I got that jazzy-melodic

Out of pocket

Nappy and nodded

Keep yo head nodding

Getting it jumping like them hydraulics

Bumping chronic

On the aftermath

After that I ask the band

To help me with the bass

I grab the mic and then I rap again

This is for the people

Who be doubting me

Proudly I keep my head up

If they talkin down on me

Proud of me

The city got my back

Keep the hottest track

Yo My wave like a freight train

You ain't stopping that

Hopping back

As if I shot a buzzer beater

Boy my tongue is ether

Got the vegitation

While you other brothers

Only Tumble weaving

It's the thunder season

And you messing wit Zeus

Tell me what's a gang member

To an army of troops

Well they both in gangs

Ones just bigger

But Curtis Roach is someone

You can't fuck wit nigga

Ready or not

It's game over if they play me

Curtis roach be the new ice cube

You love to hate me

(Chorus)

Back, forth

Show me what you really bout

Back, forth

Fellas show em what you really bout

Back, forth

Ladies show em what you really bout

Back, forth

Imma show em what you really bout