Backdoor

[Intro]

(revistingearth)

Skrrt

[Chorus]

We known for takin' this shit up the road

Takin' a risk, however it go

I gotta get to the bread, the loaf (What?)

This bitch, she givin' me head and more (What?)

We steppin', we steppin', we step on your toe (Skrrt)

I got some Hermès gold (Woah)

[?] that shit at the show

Used to be poor, I got racks on the floor

Got a big ass bankroll, now my pockets super swole

Used to wear the same clothes, now rock Helmut Lang though (Skrrt)

You can't beat that triple cross

[Post-Chorus]

You can’t beat that backdoor (What?)

Backdoor

You can’t beat that backdoor (Skrrt, huh, huh)

Backdoor

You can’t beat that backdoor (Backdoor)

Backdoor

You can’t beat that backdoor (Backdoor)

Step on shit, yeah, fee-fi-fo (Slatt)

[Verse]

Don't call me on my celly (Eugh)

No bread, don't leave no mess (Eugh)

I need my green like lettuce (Ho, what?)

I need my cheese like Fetti' (What?)

These Dior jeans, they Hedi

This JPG, it mesh

Got spikes on my accessories

This bitch, she think I'm sexy (Ho, what? Woo-woo)

This bitch, she think I'm fresh

Designer junkie comin', it me, I'm in the flesh

I wake up out that bed, my swagger stay on ten

She say, "Do you speak French?" (What?)

I told her, "Comme Des"

Garçons, I'm talkin' 'bout that

I'm on they [?] like facts

Boy don't make me— (Wreck)

Boy don't make me wreck

I teach you how to flex (What?)

Get rich, I buy baguettes (What?)

I live in real life, bae I can't do no texts

In love with Benjamin, I think that my best friend

I was on my ass, I took that up the chin

I went and got some cash, I went and got some Yen

Bitch, I'm the Swag Dad, do you not comprehend? (Huh, what?)

[Chorus]

We known for takin' this shit up the road

Takin' a risk, however it go

I gotta get to the bread, the loaf

This bitch, she givin' me head and more

We steppin', we steppin', we step on your toe

I got some Hermès gold (Eugh)

[?] that shit at the show

Used to be poor, I got racks on the floor

Got a big ass bankroll, now my pockets super swole

Used to wear the same clothes, now rock Helmut Lang though

You can't beat that triple cross

[Post-Chorus]

You can't beat that backdoor

Backdoor

You can't beat that backdoor (What? Huh, huh)

Backdoor

You can't beat that backdoor (Huh, huh)

Backdoor

You can't beat that backdoor (Backdoor)

Always step on shit, like fee-fi-fo (Fo)