Back and Forth

[Intro: DJ Drama] Honorable C.N.O.T.E Yakki Skeme Watch for the wordplay! [Chorus: Skeme & PopLord] Put it to 'em from the two-three I don't talk much, let the tool speak All my pockets full of looseleaf Me and Yak kicking game, Bruce Lee Skeme, tell 'em what the scheme is Mix the molly, syrup with the pain pills Real VV's, nothing fake, yeah Nigga whippin' babies like a daycare No cap, we some trill niggas Give a fuck how you feel, nigga Livin' major, gotta get the paper If you get to hatin', I'ma deal with ya Seller send ten like a house nigga But my car black like a field nigga Catch a play like a outfielder Whole team full of real niggas (Ayy) [Verse 1: Skeme & PopLord] I tell a bad bitch I'm on her, I want her Point at her like Uncle Sam Flyer than Stunnaman, styrofoam muddy That made me talk slower than Brotherman Diamonds on Africa, Africa, we call it motherland No T-I-P, I'm the Troubleman Too many bricks for the Acura, we need another van VVS1 look like water land We done rolled up with that cake These niggas some fakes and I'll say that right in they face Grass got love for these snakes Pull up with them K's and put a fuck nigga in place (Do-do-do-do-do) Killed 'em, SIG I got the block like [?] Got a lot of awards they ain't give me yet Nigga, play your shit, they get to wavin' it out like smoke from a cigarette [Chorus: Skeme & PopLord] Put it to 'em from the two-three I don't talk much, let the tool speak All my pockets full of looseleaf Me and Yak kicking game, Bruce Lee Skeme, tell 'em what the scheme is Mix the molly, syrup with the pain pills Real VV's, nothing fake, yeah Nigga whippin' babies like a daycare No cap, we some trill niggas Give a fuck how you feel, nigga Livin' major, gotta get the paper If you get to hatin', I'ma deal with ya Seller send ten like a house nigga But my car black like a field nigga Catch a play like a outfielder Whole team full of real niggas [Verse 2: Skeme & PopLord] Got [?] in that Maybach and they hate that Nigga, peek-a-boo With your main ho gettin' blown Just like the radiator or speaker too 'Tween me and you, I speak the truth I could make a million in a week or two Ray Charles to competitors Serve this shit at you like Federal, ayy I'm trappin' up out of the bando with them I came up outta cut bando with them Throwin' money to the ceiling, pretty bitches with me They just be happy, they be on the M Fuck 'round and unload this clip in your grandma Pockets is fat and my patience is thin I gotta get mine, that's how I'm designed I just bought a nine, but my bitch is a ten [Chorus: Skeme & PopLord] Put it to 'em from the two-three I don't talk much, let the tool speak All my pockets full of looseleaf Me and Yak kicking game, Bruce Lee Skeme, tell 'em what the scheme is Mix the molly, syrup with the pain pills Real VV's, nothing fake, yeah Nigga whippin' babies like a daycare No cap, we some trill niggas Give a fuck how you feel, nigga Livin' major, gotta get the paper If you get to hatin', I'ma deal with ya Seller send ten like a house nigga But my car black like a field nigga Catch a play like a outfielder Whole team full of real niggas [Verse 3: Skeme & PopLord] Right, livin' my life like a thug, the streets show me love 'Cause I got mine outta the mud Rollie, it look like a flood, I'm filled with drugs They tryna take 'way the mud I'm ridin' around with that stuff, I can't get enough So fuck a coppa and a judge Y'all get D.V. out ya roster He ridin' with shotta with hundred-round choppas Got 'em, knockin', knockin' 'til we knockin' yo' door off Run up on me talkin', I let the pole off Nigga tippin' then I'm knockin' his flow off 12-gauge, knock the tail off, he pulled off Gotta get to Feddin' me And Yakkaveli poppin' these shots at you pussy ass niggas Cocaine Bentley Balmain denim I did this shit for the bitches [Chorus: Skeme & PopLord] Put it to 'em from the two-three I don't talk much, let the tool speak All my pockets full of looseleaf Me and Yak kicking game, Bruce Lee Skeme, tell 'em what the scheme is Mix the molly, syrup with the pain pills Real VV's, nothing fake, yeah Nigga whippin' babies like a daycare No cap, we some trill niggas Give a fuck how you feel, nigga Livin' major, gotta get the paper If you get to hatin', I'ma deal with ya Seller send ten like a house nigga But my car black like a field nigga Catch a play like a outfielder Whole team full of real niggas [Outro: DJ Drama] Quality Street Music