Released on May 15, 2020

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[Intro]

Yeah!

2 sided goin' crazy


[Chorus]

Backwood hittin' like it's Mike Tyson

Glock on me, that boy thought I was fighting

Like he a Swisher, I had to go light him

Glock 19 that's my favorite item

Hittin' that bitch, pass her, now she in the cycle

With my dogs, I feel like Vick, Michael

Demon boy, give a fuck 'bout a bible

I really pray for all my rivals, yeah

I was born for survival

Pull up on him with an assault rifle

Stacking my money taller than the Eiffel

Bitch ride me like a motorcycle

Way she throw it back, so delightful

They be saying "Tyler you too prideful"

Eating too good, yeah I got a mouthful

Glock 19 and the clip so full

Run down on us, then you a fool

Remember them days I was skipping school

Now I got more money than all my teachers

I be ballin', they be hating from the bleachers

My dope, louder than some speakers

Dick in her mouth, now the bitch not speaking

Gave that bitch a perc, now that bitch tweaking

Fuck on her friend, she Puerto Rican

You know where I'm at, no hide and seekin'


[Verse]

Choppa on me turn that boy into bacon

Diamonds brighter than a muhfuckin' beacon

She come to my crib, then you know we freaking

Pussy wet, yeah, I had that bitch leaking

Hit it two times, then she get leaving

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Then she leave, I don't need her

Perc got me flying, yeah, think I was Peter

You can't have none, this my 2 liter

Fill it up with the wock, uh, now I be leanin'

Fill it with the wock, now I be leanin', uh

Fill it with the wock, now I be leanin'

Now I be leanin', now I be leanin'

Now I be leanin', now I be leanin', yeah, uh

Now I be leanin', tower of pisa, uh uh


[Chorus]

Backwood hittin' like it's Mike Tyson

Glock on me, that boy thought I was fighting

Like he a Swisher, I had to go light him

Glock 19 that's my favorite item

Hittin' that bitch, pass her, now she in the cycle

With my dogs, I feel like Vick, Michael

Demon boy, give a fuck 'bout a bible

I really pray for all my rivals, yeah

I was born for survival

Pull up on him with an assault rifle

Stacking my money taller than the Eiffel

Bitch ride me like a motorcycle

Way she throw it back, so delightful

They be saying "Tyler you too prideful"

Eating too good, yeah I got a mouthful

Glock 19 and the clip so full

Run down on us, then you a fool

Remember them days I was skipping school

Now I got more money than all my teachers

I be ballin', they be hating from the bleachers

My dope, louder than some speakers

Dick in her mouth, now the bitch not speaking

Gave that bitch a perc, now that bitch tweaking

Fuck on her friend, she Puerto Rican

You know where I'm at, no hide and seekin'