Back Door feat. Quavo,Kodak Black

歌詞

My momma tell, mmm Mmm, mmm, huh? My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target I up and squeeze on the pussy-ass opposition Cops asking me these questions, I don't know nothing Hit that nigga up get through the back door My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target Stay down on the north stay down Too much more don't know what it's 'bout We was the first ones out the hood We brought that shit back to the house, it look good Inside the mud inside the rain, no more pain I had the hundred round drawn, just for shit that look strange I had to kick through some doors, just to ice out the chains We had to fuck a few hoes, since they came in the game Jumped out to pull some chains, doubled back and they came Huncho hustle mentality, just like Kobe with rings I don't wanna mention names, but some can't even hang One thing I learned about this game that it's gonna show if you lame Huncho and Pop Smoke yeah we turning the page I don't know but it feel like we go back in the day I put food on the table niggas won't touch my plate Momma let me go outside but I ain't out here tryna' play My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target I, up and squeeze on the pussy-ass opposition Cops asking me these question, I don't know nothing Hit that nigga up, get through the back door My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target I might be goin' numb, I ain't show love, then it died within My mind on so much drugs I think my sliders tryna' slide on me I bet none these rappers got more war stories, than the He do Every night I pray that my lil soldiers keep it Zeeko I just wanna make a lot of money for my people I just caught a case, but I thank God, it ain't a RICO Can't stay out the hood I'm like a magnet to the projects Every time I do good, Lord, all the bad shit be followin' I don't know who be hatin, 'cause they still shakin' hands I don't know who be fakin', 'cause they still shakin' hands I know everybody smiling in my face, ain't really my friends I know niggas be hollerin' like they gang, but really gon' bend Bussin' at the opp's, and I'm duckin' from the cops 'Cause I'm still clutching glocks for momma I'm bussin' at the opp's, 'cause everytime I try to stop, they be preying on my top, momma My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target I up and squeeze on the pussy-ass opposition Cops asking me these questions, I don't know nothing Hit that nigga up, get through the back door My momma tell me be careful, better stay out them projects Gotta watch for them haters, you never know who be watching Talk less and do more, you never know who be talking And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target