Back Board lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro]
(Playmakers)

[Chorus: Gunna & Lil Keed]
(Oh, oh)
Bangin' her back like a back board (Back)
Keep me some racks in the dashboard (Hey)
New window tint, left it fishbowl (Fishbowl)
Went straight to the pent' with a thick ho (Thick ho)
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe (No)
Wrap that di*k 'round her neck like a herringbone (Clean)
Went and spent a lil' duffle on Melrose (Hey)
Spittin' game like a player from Perry Home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yеs, I graduated from the streets
Yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yеs, I crank up a foreign
Only thing that you hear is exhaust when it come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on

[Verse 1: Gunna]
She ride on that di*k like a trolley, trolley
I'm lickin' her up, she a hottie, hottie
Cute face and no waist, this a lotta body
I knew I would f*ck, I'm a whole psychic
Ain't say sh*t, she say, "Wunna, you got it, got it"
Mad that I'm on, you don't gotta like it
Got my Chrome Heart jeans on with a pocket rocket
Told her come on, bae, we goin' shoppin'
Dropped me an album, ain't do no floppin'
Livin' this life, it feel like Monopoly
I buy that sh*t and it's private property
Original, I don't wanna copy
Oh, she gotta love leave it sloppy-sloppy
Suck it when we fly to Abu Dhabi
We ain't got no limit, we 'bout it, 'bout it
[Chorus: Gunna & Lil Keed]
Bangin' her back like a back board (Back)
Keep me some racks in the dashboard (Hey)
New window tint, left it fishbowl (Fishbowl)
Went straight to the pent' with a thick ho (Thick ho)
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe (No)
Wrap that di*k 'round her neck like a herringbone (Clean)
Went and spent a lil' duffle on Melrose (Hey)
Spittin' game like a player from Perry Home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets
Yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up a foreign
Only thing that you hear is exhaust when it come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Just know these hundreds and these hoes on me
I'll treat you some girl, keep it lowkey
n*gga, ever think 'bout playin' with Lil Keed?
All the slimes know is R.I.P
Went and got all white and a stain on me
Yeah, I'm havin' ties, yeah, M-O-B
Twin hoes on me so I’m at the DoubleTree
b*tch sent a drop, told the ho, "I might be"
Ridin' with a Glock, yeah, it got long reach
Yeah, it sit in the crack of the seat
Yeah, I put bands on your ho, but your man ever play
Just know I get him fried like grease
Yeah, I want Chanel, n*gga, from the head to the toe
But Gunna want Dior feet, and they twenty G's
Trollin' you hoes, I don't give a f*ck
You not the on a leash, I'm chasin' a dream
Oh, woah, woah, woah
Put YSL mats on my floors
Yeah, her head good, yeah, I'm curlin' my toes
Gettin' real money and I want some more
These n*ggas junkies so I ride with a pole
Plottin' on takin', so I gotta drop it low
I'll waste money whackin' then catch a show
I ain't wastin' money on me, I'm going to the 'bowl
[Chorus: Gunna & Lil Keed]
Bangin' her back like a back board (Back)
Keep me some racks in the dashboard (Hey)
New window tint, left it fishbowl (Fishbowl)
Went straight to the pent' with a thick ho (Thick ho)
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe (No)
Wrap that di*k 'round her neck like a herringbone (Clean)
Went and spent a lil' duffle on Melrose (Hey)
Spittin' game like a player from Perry Home
I never trust her with my backbone
And she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets
Yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crank up a foreign
Only thing that you hear is exhaust when it come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on
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