Backdoor

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]

Storming in like it's the capital building

I’m chasing cheddar til it's stacked to the ceiling

Words floating on the instrumental, I'm defying gravity with ’em

That's why my name up in their mouths like fucking  cavity fillings

I'm having a feeling that I be going off when I'm aiming

I see the title and the crown, this shit is all for the taking

From the north-east where the snow fall like Franklin

Saint Nick and bank need a tank if you facing off with me

GTA with five stars in the fly car, drive the ride through side yards

You couldn't see me if you squinted your eyes hard, I'm the wildcard

Catching the waves like lifeguards

Got the gas pеdal down 'til I blow the pistons, up front in the pole position

Keeping fakе motherfuckers at a social distance

I'm the truth, now you know the difference

Webby

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

Yeah, pull the whip up slow

Smoke blowin’ out with the brim down low

Yeah, make sure they all know

They don’t let us in the front then we coming through the backdoor

Yeah, got 'em all like, "Woah"

Stepping in the room and it’s off i go

Yeah, make sure they all know

They don't let us in the front then we coming through the backdoor

[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]

Poppin' in and poppin' out from a secret escape

I never sweat over problems, I just chief it away

Ain’t no "Who been killin' shit?" you know that's the easy debate

Y'all look up to these clowns, we don't believe what they say

I'm not sold, you know I'm about to flow into it overload

I'm off exotic, so excuse me I'm ignoring hoes

Fresh to death, I had to ask the nigga, "What are those?"

Confidence on ten when life is wonderful

I been there dawg, way more than once

We used our backdoors, it's pandemonium in the front

Legendary status, I got what the audience want

Fucking with me and you might accidentally fall in the trunk

It's all love, I respect my space, respect yours

The flyest, you see what I'm using my checks for

Still Movin, might put the barbershop next door

Leveling up until I reach all floors, Dizzy Wright

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

Yeah, pull the whip up slow

Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low

Yeah, make sure they all know

They don't let us in the front then we coming through the backdoor

Yeah, got 'em all like, "Woah"

Stepping in the room and it's off i go

Yeah, make sure they all know

They don't let us in the front then we coming through the backdoor

[Verse 3: Futuristic]

Yo, Ok backdoor forget it, I'm dropping in through the roof

No screen for the team, I'm more of a catch-and-shoot

Got the beat and at least, they threw me the Alley-oop

I'm the only one that jump in the crowd and dunk through the hoop, that's real

Three giants and then the lions alliance

Then find me on autopilot when writing rhymes with the firepin

Mariah M beefing, I'm Nick Cannon I'm wildin' in

Pineapple ice with the medicine that I'm diving in, like dining in

Everybody gets hurt, spit words

People getting tatted on skin, 'cause it hit a thin nerve

Thick girls, always be in the line to get in first

Niggas get curved, I'm in the back with the quick squerve

Y'all spit courage, these dudes is too cheesy

Words they inverses in search to beat me

Herds don't get heard, y'all herbs is burnt feces

Greys green, get smoked, I'm dope you can't see me

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

Yeah, pull the whip up slow

Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low

Yeah, make sure they all know

They don't let us in the front then we coming through the backdoor

Yeah, got 'em all like, "Woah"

Stepping in the room and it's off i go

Yeah, make sure they all know

They don't let us in the front then we coming through the backdoor