Back And Forth

[YNG Martyr:]
Yeah
She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethen on me, why is you ganging me, wiley? (Yeah)

Diamonds sit and call, why they call? Why they call?
Bitches wanna fuck, why they calling me up?
Pass it to your neb, why he tearing it up?
I just copped a lamb, I don't need a base truck

[YNG Daku:]
Shit, fuck, huh
Look who just pooped on the scene
I might go pop me a bean
Whipping the money, the cream
I spit forever my team
Ride in the cool limosuine
We shoot the cat magazine
Shoutout my brother named Zayn

[YNG Martyr:]
Jaw's swinging on my head like a 45
Don't fuck with no bangs, you like shordy's height
Don't fuck with the clan, we ain't calm tonight
Dripping on my neck, yeah you know that's

She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethen on me, why is you ganging me, wiley? (Yeah)

She just hit my line and said "Uh-huh"
I know that I shouldn't but it just feel right
Little OxyContin coming here in my vein tonight
Yeah I'm sipping, tripping, but I'm losing my mind
Grew up in the sun, got my head in the sky
Where'd it all go wrong, yeah I made my momma cry
Running out of time, I don't feel alright
Running out of time, I don't want you by my side
I don't need you my side
Never losing sight
Yeah my diamonds looking nice now
Living in my rhyme
I can do you right now, I can do you right
Rolly ticking fast, yeah we running out of

She just hit my line, sent it back and forth
But I had enough, I don't want no more
I don't wanna fuck, I don't want no love
I don't wanna fuck, yeah I got no Lord
Ain't no loving on me, ain't no fucking on me
Ain't no problems on me, we gon' keep it low key
I got 11 on me, I keep a weapon on me
I got my brethen on me, why is you ganging me, wiley? (Yeah)
She just hit my line, send it back and forth