Backyard

[Intro]

It's a hit

[Verse 1]

Yeah I'm in the hood, and I'm feelin' good

And I'm gettin' nice, and it's over ice

You know what I'm on

I be hella low, I don't gotta flex

I don't gotta drive

Yeah, I'm on my way to check my homie in the Ford

Yeah, I got the bag, put in hella work

Bubbles in the glass, Henny in the cup

Baddie on the front porch

I been outta town and I'm movin' fast

Gettin' outta hand and I'm buyin' land

Police at the front door

From Clinton Hill with love, run up on you in the sun

Hope you do not let these new folks fool you

Ayy, you could get it if you want

Do not come here with the drama

I can't really save you from my homies if they choose you

[Pre-Chorus]

Pour the drink, (Pour the drink) roll it up (Roll it up)

Make a toast (Make a toast), light it up (Light it up)

Pour the drink, (Pour the drink) roll it up (Roll it up)

Make a toast (Make a toast), light it up (Light it up)

[Chorus]

It's a vibe, you could dance if you want to

Put your hands high up in the air if you want to

Everybody get a lil' too drunk sometimes

I ain't finna look at you like I know what you goin' through

Ayy, it's a vibe, you could dance if you want to

Put your hands high up in the air if you want to

Fuck a hater, you could be a fan if you want to

Someone lookin' at you from the side, what you gon' do? Ayy

[Verse 2]

What's your name, where you from

Where you stay, who you know

What you tryna do today? I can take you

Shortie bad, beauty mark on her face

Brown skin, I'm just starin' thinking, "Who the fuck made you?"

Told her we could kick it in the backyard

And she got the fattie and I know that shit is mad soft

All she wanna do is sip mimosas on the beach, though

Yellow sundress got a brother thinkin' bad thoughts, ayy

Mommy is a ten, she like, "I don't need a man

But it's summer in New York and I could really use a friend"

Say less, she my favorite

She ain't leave the party with the nigga that she came with

She a real one, never put up with no fake shit

Lot of people shootin' but she really entertainin'

Downtown, right about now

I could see us havin' fun when we leave the pow-wow

Pretty lady, I could eat if we feelin' a chow down

Got the record on repeat, shorty how do that sound?

What you wanna do?

[Pre-Chorus]

Pour the drink, (Pour the drink) roll it up (Roll it up)

Make a toast (Make a toast), light it up (Light it up)

Pour the drink, (Pour the drink) roll it up (Roll it up)

Make a toast (Make a toast), light it up (Light it up)

[Chorus]

It's a vibe, you could dance if you want to

Put your hands high up in the air if you want to

Everybody get a lil' too drunk sometimes

I ain't finna look at you like I know what you goin' through

Ayy, it's a vibe, you could dance if you want to

Put your hands high up in the air if you want to

Fuck a hater, you could be a fan if you want to

Someone lookin' at you from the side, what you gon' do? Ayy

[Outro]

That's a hit daddy!