Back End (feat. BriminalBeatz36)

Silent to police whenever they Question me They already know they can't check a G Finesse the plug and run off that's my Specialty I gotta get it I know it's my destiny Niggas be thinking they all bout that Action We send them niggas the packin' Call up my skoob then I toss him Pack and He trapping it moving it through the Back end Don't try my niggas cuz they some Gorillas Banana yo head and the chopper the Peeler They gone pull up on the block wit The drillers You might wanna run if you rockin Chinchilla And expensive fabrics Trust me they stay with the ratchets We putting niggas in caskets We getting active We'll catch a nigga in traffic, pull up The chopper then blast it I be pulling out the 4'5 I be scheming I'm a demon, you can see it in my Low eyes I been smoking on that doja And been sipping on some Henny so I'm wavy like a low tide Niggas really ain't your bros nah They ain't tryna eat a slice, man they Tryna eat the whole pie Swear this shit is real, no lie And I ain't really with the games cuz These niggas playing both sides Silent to police whenever they Question me They already know they can't check a G Finesse the plug and run off that's my Specialty I gotta get it I know it's my destiny Niggas be thinking they all bout that Action We send them niggas the packin' Call up my skoob then I toss him Pack and He trapping it moving it through the Back end I trap the pack through the back end Fucking up gwap I run down on opps Toting those hollows if 12 ever Follow Hit the gas, f*ck up them bottles Gang bend the block while I blast out The Tahoe Nigga hard-headed, crack meat out His taco Me and bro bussin' off muh-fuckin' Pasto Finessed the plug, claimed we fucked Up the product Niggas start searching, my Brim gang Got lurking We f*ck up the surface to cook Niggas turkey And map out your funeral to f*ck up The service Then blow up your Hearse, nigga F*ck the remorse Digi Dash in a Porsche before 12 find The source Nigga dead before 4, I Fox 5'd the Young boy Nigga scuffed my Diors, I still Murked the young boy With this all black new torch and just Slid through the back end Silent to police whenever they Question me They already know they can't check a G Finesse the plug and run off that's my Specialty I gotta get it I know it's my destiny Niggas be thinking they all bout that Action We send them niggas the packin' Call up my skoob then I toss him Pack and He trapping it moving it through the Back end