Back Up (feat. TribeSesh)

Okay what am I doing though exactly You're gonna put some goddamn fuckin' vocals You're gonna put Put in your microphone Do I need to like organize them into like a hook, verses n sh No! Well don't most artists do that? I should probably do that. I'm gonna do that Alright We're gonna do that Just vibe with it brother Aight that sounds good Alright Yuh, yuh, yuh, F*ck you bitch I got my wrists slashed up Hold up now I gotta get back Tell that bitch, "You gotta please back up," Now I'm bout to go and smoke that F*ck you bitch I got my wrists slashed up Hold up now I gotta get back Tell that bitch, "You gotta please back up," Now I'm bout to go and smoke that Can't afford shoes but I f*ck with ya Broke-ass bum but I'd fight for ya, Wanna walk around town diggin' life with ya Show me all the things bout the spirit of love F*ck with me please, 'cause I don't feel ease Can't feel the peace but you give me the need I know I'm a freak but you make me believe All things considered I'm bout to smoke weed I always kick it relaxed Ain't no problems for me Yea I'd pop a couple xans Everyday of the week And I'd ash and pass And say it's time to breathe I hit a little too fast Now I'm feelin' the heat Goddamn, goddamn It's like 100 degrees What the f*ck you put in that It's like I'm smoking og With backwoods in the pack And a mountain of trees That's how we do it in the coast Yeah you know how it be F*ck you bitch I got my wrists slashed up Hold up now I gotta get back Tell that bitch, "You gotta please back up," Now I'm bout to go and smoke that F*ck you bitch I got my wrists slashed up Hold up now I gotta get back Tell that bitch, "You gotta please back up," Now I'm bout to go and smoke that