Still Smokin’ lyrics

[Intro: CEO Trayle]
Ayy (Dubba-AA flex)
Backdoor, Backdoor
Yeah, I'ma grab my nuts for this sh*t, n*gga
(This is the sound)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
The dope spot open, the trap spot open
The opps still smokin’, the block still rollin'
Ayy, and the cops still scopin', these f*ck n*ggas hopin’
I'm rubbin' this money like lotion, my cup look like a potion

[Verse: CEO Trayle]
On Percocet, they dosin', I hit the b*tch, I'm strokin'
b*tch shut that door, just close it, I count money in the open
These f*ck n*ggas still loafin', my nuts still swollen
The plan still in motion, this sh*t still motion
Ayy, the plug still throw it, go to Candy Land and throw it
I'm Backdoor, man, you know it, did I hit your b*tch? You know it
I was runnin’ from cop, you know it, did I get away? You know it
Percocet boxin’ me like Floyd, out of that box, told 'em, "Free my boys"
Did I stash it? You know it, talkin’ cash sh*t, you know it
Did I spare n*ggas? You know it, I ain't even want to spare him
Did I spare 12? Hell yeah, hella times
n*gga blitz the block, then spinned around
Mr. Big Backdoor, I kicked it down, my b*tch somethin' ignorant now
No, I don't want no white b*tch, f*ck I’ma do with Iggy now?
I was in DC gamblin' with Twink, damn near put up fifty down
Yeah, got a lil' b*tch, she just want a drink, so she leavin' with me now
f*ck that b*tch, she ain't wanna leave, so she livin' with me now
Ayy, pop the Perc', Twink, and codeine and wash it down
My lil' broski rollin' thunk, damn, the opps smell super loud
Wanna go f*ck my old b*tch and take that dog to cougar town
Wanna go f*ck my young b*tch but she want money right now
So I Zelle somethin'
Yeah, he on whisperin' and sh*t, like, "Here Trayle comin'"
Yeah, somethin' fishy in this b*tch, Backdoor smell somethin'
Yeah, we into it, know how this end, death or jail, done
Ayy, yeah, Backdoor, Backdoor, Backdoor
[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
The dope spot open, the trap spot open
The opps still smokin', the block still rollin'
Ayy, and the cops still scopin', these f*ck n*ggas hopin'
I'm rubbin' this money like lotion, my cup look like a potion

[Outro]
(This is the sound)