BackStroke lyrics

[Intro]
Now, our operation is small, but there is a lotta potential for aggressive expansion. So, which of you fine gentlemen would like to join our team?
Oh, there's only one spot open right now, so we're gonna have ... tryouts

[Verse 1: JiggyMane Tha Plug]
Bet I hit a back stroke, on your muthaf*ckin' b*tch (Yeah, what)
And you know dis n*gga, but you ain't doin' sh*t (b*tch, uh, damn)
Yet, you feedin' false lies with your fake ass tits (What)
di*k her down real good, now she run into her friends (Yeah)
Like the b*tch got the sh*t (What) expose a f*ck n*gga to the core
n*ggas got the iron like Thor, then I wonder how it fit in a drawer
You 'ddicted to the money, now you want more
Now you start robbin' couple stores (Aye), 'Til you get caught
Now you sold a lil' hoe cause you ain't that smart, f*ck (Haha)
Hump me a thot, cause they lovin' for me
Too busy in the streets with my muthaf*ckin' heat (Hoe)
Yeah, you speakin' in tongues, I don't talk to cop n*ggas (Na)
You throwin' them L's, but you went from broad n*ggas
Stop posin' like you on a magazine, cover double-X L
Black tea when he's flashin', we put the molly in the water
Now the b*tch acting geeked
Gettin' naked on the gram, 'cause her pictures got leaked
Put a couple pints in the Fanta (Aye)
You could say that sh*t got bleached (Aye)
Oh sh*t got real when my pops caught a stroke
Try to warn a n*gga but I wasn't with the sh*t (Huh)
Had to block a f*ck n*gga out, call that sh*t AdBlock
Every day, Friday, sold 'em trap, doin' state lock (What, what)
Especially from them cops (what, what)
Paranoia shootin' n*ggas, Polaroid, she lovin' suckin' me
Call that b*tch a carnivore, pass it to my n*gga X
So he tell you how it goes
[Interlude: JiggyMane Tha Plug]
Aye, X, boy, tell them n*ggas how it go, bruh (Aye)

[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]
Huh, oh, skeet on em', beat on em' (On a b*tch)
Pass the molly, make me eat on her clit
Like an actor, make a scene on the sh*t
Ándale, ándale, ándale
Eat her booty like a fender bender
Run up on 'em with a drain pipe
They say that she Dirty Dan, baby
Hold me when a b*tch not acting like
When I get down, I'm like give her the key
I was surely f*cking running the bank
All of my n*ggas is licensed to shoot
If you act a pus*y boy, you might get one in the brain (Yeah)
Free brand jacket, D-side money
And tell them ass b*tches, and a n*gga know nothin'
I ain't with to f*cking talkin'
Better slap me when you see me (Okay)
And time for a pus*y tell a f*ck n*gga, "run up" (Okay, okay, okay)

[Outro: XXXTENTACION]
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