Backends - Intellectual

[Intro]

Is that Tango on the beat?

[?]

[Chorus]

Backends on the road, serve the crowds at my show

I guess we serve in the base, we smoke loud by the load

Ain't no price up on my head, I can't never sell my soul

I been havin' racks swear I was gon' go

Don't teach your bitch what a hoe don't know

'Cause a bitch gon' tell when the pressure unfold

And you live and you learn when you go to grow old

[Verse 1]

I'm in the back nigga, smokin' on dope

She serve it up, shit eat it up hoe

Fuckin' some sympathy into this lil' hoe

I'm beating her back, and then more in her throat

She babysat kids and then thought about more

[?] Baltimore County on some more

Off of that Perc 10, nigga I float

I'm in the spaceship, aka Ghost

Your bitch in my passenger seat do the most

Me and 12 back to back, who want the smoke?

Hop in that GT-R, skrrt, I'm gone

Still can't wait till a young nigga on

But then again, nigga still playin' my songs

So if I hate then a young nigga wrong

[Verse 2]

Twin-turbo Imma skrrt off

If your bitch bad then I'm taking her skirt off

No I'm no squirrel but I'm getting that nut off

Niggas switched up, but I'm moving like Adolf

I'm tryna' maintain, I ain't tryna' go AWOL

Had hoop dreams, nigga wanted to play B-ball

I know I'm 26 but I still can't see y'all

Drippin' black and yellow, and I still couldn't be y'all

Imma [?], when that motherfuckin' beat off

Ain't' fuck with the Trumps, this the last time I beat off

I fuck with the nerds, who the fuck would I cheat off?

Smoking thin Blunts, boy your shit like a Cheeto

Shoutout Lil Duwap, still shootin' thru the peephole

I got real fans, still fuck with my people

Backends on the road, still waiting for the f-f-f-f-beep though