Back End

Bitch
Bitch, I'm tapped in, and I'm trapped in
I need my money right now, fuck a backend

I need my money now, fuck a backend
Bought a Glock 9 for twelve dollars from a crackhead
Getting love all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
Unc' pop niggas, sell dope, and smoke wax pens
Bitch, yeah, we active
Watch my lil' cousin whip a slab with some passion
Niggas ain't never sold a gram, just be rapping
Granddad done spent thirty bands on a tractor

I been all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
I'm tryna make it out the trap, but I'm trapped in
I'm 'bout to power-brake the 'Cat, turn off the traction
I need my money up front, plus the backend
I need that backend
I need that backend
I can't do a song with you for free, I ain't just rapping
Need a camera on my license plate so I can back in

Ayy, somebody hit me with some clean so I can tap dance
The way I make that shit stretch out, it's elastic
I'm overwhelmed at the outcome and I'm ecstatic
I left the club with all my money, fuck a lap dance
I really seen this shit before, bro, I don't just be rapping
I used to sleep with a four-five when I lived on Mackin
Paranoid from what I seen, I don't believe in lacking
I'm thinking every car on that, but that's just early traffic

I don't really care about who next, nigga, we up
Girly fucked me and Rio for a gram of pink Runtz
I liked the bitch, but had to put her out, she rolled green blunts
Real hustler, I just made a ticket selling freeze cups
I'm finna cash a Redeye and fuck the streets up
Seven-ninety-seven horses in it, y'all can't keep up
Dropped three hundred shells on an opp, they gave the beef up
Poured a six of Tech in a pop, boy, this your reup

I been all over the world, bitch, I'm tapped in
I'm tryna make it out the trap, but I'm trapped in
I'm 'bout to power-brake the 'Cat, turn off the traction
I need my money up front, plus the backend
I need that backend
I need that backend
I can't do a song with you for free, I ain't just rapping
Need a camera on my license plate so I can back in

Don't come around me pouring green and get your ass kicked
I'm 'bout to cash it, go presi', bro, fuck a Patek
Bro turned a hundred bands to two like he know magic
He did that shit behind my back, guess that's a backflip

Told my bitch to get her hair right 'cause she got dandruff
Fat nigga, I put egg whites on my sandwich
When this shit pop, I'm putting blue lights on my mansion
You better move when you see them headlights on that Phantom