BACKDOOR SEASON

(Grrt, baow) Yeah, yeah, yeah Hollows gon' rip through his chest, he ain't gettin' up (Grrt) Run down, mask up, boy, you better duck (Baow) Told 'em we steppin', we don't give a- (Nah) Spent through his block, now they pickin' him up (Baow, baow!) We don't do talkin', we sendin' 'em shots (Grrt) He try to run, but he trip and he drop (Boom) Bro got a drum and it came with a chop (Grrt, baow) Hollows gon' tear through his chest, make it pop (Pop!) I keep a shooter, he move like a ghost (Uh) Say he want smoke, now he turn into toast (Damn) Bro in the cut and he ready to blow (Baow) Walk up, get close, we ain't spendin' from poles (Nah!) Backdoor movin', they know we don't lack (Don't lack) Hollows start flyin', they rip through his back (Boom) Spent on his strip and we doubled it back (Baow) Talkin' on bro? Now his face in a pack (Damn!) I keep a beam on the G-lock (Uh) Spot 'em, I got 'em, no TikTok (Nah) Said he want smoke, now his heart stop (Baow) Brains on the floor like a pit stop (Grrt, boom!) Told bro "chill," but he still wanna spin (Still spin) Hunnid round drum, he got hit with like ten (Boom) If I get booked, I ain't talkin' to them (Nah) We let it flock, we ain't makin' amends (Baow) We don't do talkin', we sendin' 'em shots (Grrt) He try to run, but he trip and he drop (Boom) Bro got a drum and it came with a chop (Grrt, baow) Hollows gon' tear through his chest, make it pop (Pop!) I keep a shooter, he move like a ghost (Uh) Say he want smoke, now he turn into toast (Damn) Bro in the cut and he ready to blow (Baow) Walk up, get close, we ain't spendin' from poles (Nah!) Ayy, tell 'em don't lack, 'cause we stay with them racks (Uh) Bro hop out the V, put a beam on his cap (Baow) Ain't duckin' no static, we movin' too tact (Too tact) Said he outside? Then we bringin' it back (Boom) No, we ain't fightin', this ain't MMA (Nah) Bro got a switch, make it sing like a drake (Grrt) He tried to spin, now he dead in a day (Boom)