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CEO Trayle

Big Ol' Backdoor

 

Big Ol' Backdoor

(album: Happy Halloween C4 - 2021)


(Taurus)
Yeah
Nah, turn 'em up some more
You can-, you-, you can hear 'em?
Yeah, ayy, yeah

Uh, Big Ol' Backdoor, I only call that bitch for head (For head)
My dog Chico, he chase paper like it's Craig (It's Craig)
No, you can't smoke with me, I'm smoking this to the head (To the head)
Give him two shots where he love, two shots where he blink (Bah, bah, baow)
Two-door coupe out just because, I was in Spyder pink (Yeah)
A perfect ten, I'm off these drugs 'cause they help me think (Help me think)
Yeah, Big Boss 4 walk in the room, watch that nigga shrink (Watch he shrink)
I up score, I don't care what he doing, don't get caught on tape (Bah, bah, baow)
I pick that bitch up, went and caught that play, it's not a date (Not)
It's just duct tape and caution tape, it's no more Scotch (Uh-uh)
I was in the kitchen with the fork, beat on all of these pots (Skrrt)
Big Prada papi, Big Backdoor what they call me now (That's what they call me now)
And these niggas think they deserve money 'cause they saw me down (They saw me down)
And my rim just hit the curb, dummy, bitch tryna calm me down (Calm me down)
I went and got a Trackhawk so they can't hawk me down (Skrrt)
I never, ever, ever even seen a black key around (Black key around)
These niggas always wanna trap, a pint, a key, a pound (A pint, a key, a pound)
I don't like sleeping with my Glock, but still, I need it 'round (I need it 'round)
I keep my windows tinted while I speed around (Skrrt, 'round)
I can make ten thousand in ten minutes, that's an easy count (That's an easy count)
But all a nigga feel is envy, I might leave the town (I might leave the town)
Go get these millions and come back around (Back around)
Niggas can't come back around (Never)
Uh, security at the entrance (Entrance), make sure they pat him down (Pat him down)
You can't miss him if he walk past that kitchen, then turn back around (Turn, turn)
You should see him in there cooking, whipping, making that scratching sound (Skrrt, skrrt)
Two Glock 40s back him down (Grraow, baow), might as well get his casket now (Yeah)

Uh, Big Ol' Backdoor, I only call that bitch for head (I call)
My dog Chico, he chase paper like it's Craig (Rrr, my dog)
Them dog food junkies be the walking dead (The walking dead)
It's only two monkeys jumping on the bed (That's only me)
Say he's running way too fast, shot him in his leg (Grrah, baow)
Take the cars and bulletproof the glass, that's just how we play it (Uh-huh)
Gotta stop saying these niggas' names, they start feeling theyself (Self)
Big Backdoor give niggas fame, but I don't take it there (But I don't say it)
Who been the most consistent? Labels say he so resistant (Yeah)
I won't cook in here if I don't know this kitchen (Skrrt, I don't know)
If that bitch look, come here, then she over-tooken (Man, she over)
In my passenger chair, go one-thirty, book it (In my passenger), uh
When I step out that car, everybody looking, yeah (Everybody lookin')
When Big Backdoor up and draw, everybody shooken (Everybody shooken)
Yeah, but if that X on you, then your ass cooked (Cooked)
Got the location from your homies, they just got you took (Got you took)
I do all this shit by my lonely, ain't hard as it looks (Ain't hard)
1080, that's the slogan, that's one for the books (The books)
In the hood, catch me with the crooks (With the crooks)
But in them business meetings, catch me 'round all millionaires ('Round all millionaires)
Bitch better sit down by herself, 'cause I don't pull on chairs (I don't pull on chairs)
Got her ex-nigga stressed, he pulling out his hairs (Nigga stressed out)
I was smoking Pooh Bear, but who even cares? (I'm smoking Pooh Bear)
Nigga, I remain the CEO, ain't no switching chairs (Remain the Big Boss)
They turned bitches and I hoped they would've been some players (Man, I hope so)
Niggas be bitching 'bout some dough that wasn't even theirs (That ain't even theirs)
Niggas be bitching 'bout a door that they didn't even kick (They didn't even kick)
Niggas be tripping 'bout some hoes that they didn't even hit (That they not even fuckin')
While these niggas stay illegal, I'm gon' be legit (I'm gon' be legit)
Every nigga saying I'm changing, they can eat a dick (They can eat a dick)
Fuck you think I got this plain jane Audemars Piguet? (Audemars Piguet)
Nigga, everything would stay the same, then we wouldn't be shit (Then we wouldn't be nothin')
Niggas be addicted to the fame and ain't even doing shit (Ain't even doing shit)
Fans get to investigating, finding out that you a bitch (Find out you a bitch)
I say 1080, slimy, shady shit (I'm 1080, slimy, shady)
You can come and get your bitch after my gang done hit (After my gang done slayed her)
Bitch, you ain't better than a Percocet or an eight zips (An eight zips)
Nigga feel offended, I reloaded up that Drac' clip (Grraow, baow, baow)
You can come and get this Champagne Papi feature (Champagne Papi)
Niggas really been hating the whole time, I ain't know neither (The whole time)
Bake her like Anita (Anita), throw a white flag, I never see her (Throw it)
Out the park like Derek Jeter (Park), know I would love to R.I.P. you, 4 (R.I.P. you, 4)

done

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