Back Shots lyrics

[Intro]
Let's go
Ayy (Fah, fah, fah, fah)

[Chorus]
I put that b*tch into a chokehold, then I f*cked her, gave her back shots (Yuh)
50 bullet drum inside this AK, n*gga headshot (Buck, buck, buck)
f*ck her from the back, that n*gga shake it, Nicki Minaj
I took her to my crib and then I gave that b*tch a massage

[Pre-Chrous]
These n*ggas is sus (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
n*ggas is posting they racks but I ain’t give no f*cks
They wanna know what is up
I come from the rap where n*ggas got sicks, keep ‘em tucked (Grrt)
This glizzy make a n*gga run
f*ck what they say, I’m taking these dubs
Opps on the block, you know I’m on the hunt
Make the wrong move and yo life will be done (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Rocking a Chrome Heart Forces, don’t give a f*ck if they fake
These n*ggas is lames
I rock what I wear, cuz I wear whatever I want, I’m spending my bands either way (What)
Just woke up and I hopped in the booth and I’m spitting, no need for introductions
And I’m outside with the gang, got a Glock .19 on my hip, make these n*ggas running (Buck, buck, buck)
f*ck a performance, these n*ggas know I’m the hottest on the block, and I run my own label
Don’t need a deal, even if its for a huge bag, I ain’t taking sh*t out of the table (What)
Sippin’ on Wock, I’m high as f*ck out my mind, mix the syrup with Sprite, no Maple (Okay)
Bullets gon’ make a n*gga fly, I aim at his head, now that n*gga a bagel (Grrt)
[Bridge]
Who the f*ck told you about me? I guess they ain’t know about my success
And I’m just getting started with all of this sh*t, I dropped like three tapes, put them all to bed
Don’t need a college to know I’m the hardest n*gga in the city, make a n*gga dead
SMG, n*ggas know they f*cked, got one aimed at the chest and aimed right at his head

[Chorus]
I put that b*tch into a chokehold, then I f*cked her, gave her back shots (Yuh)
50 bullet drum inside this AK, n*gga headshot (Buck, buck, buck)
f*ck her from the back, that n*gga shake it, Nicki Minaj
I took her to my crib and then I gave that b*tch a massage

[Pre-Chorus]
These n*ggas is sus (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
n*ggas is posting they racks but I ain’t give no f*cks
They wanna know what is up
I come from the rap where n*ggas got sicks, keep ‘em tucked (Grrt)
This glizzy make a n*gga run
f*ck what they say, I’m taking these dubs
Opps on the block, you know I’m on the hunt
Make the wrong move and yo life will be done (Yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Who the f*ck told you about me? I guess they ain’t know about my success
And I’m just getting started with all of this sh*t, I dropped like three tapes, put them all to bed
Don’t need a college to know I’m the hardest n*gga in the city, make a n*gga dead
SMG, n*ggas know they f*cked, got one aimed at the chest and aimed right at his head