Backwards

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]

How you claimin' a hood you don't hang in?

How you broke but you ain't tryna change it?

I need less talk and mo' payments

One shot out this Glock make you famous

Baby could you throw that ass backwards?

Wish my last bitch a casket

New bitch far from average

And I'm still tuckin' money in the mattress

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]

Sneak diss and that shit gon' get tragic

Bad bitch fell in love with a savage

Told her that I'm thuggin' and she told me that she trappin'

The bitch get cut cause I'm all about that action

I just want blue strips, you can keep the rest

You in love with the bitch, I just want the check

And my bitch got a bitch, she just want the check

If it ain't about no cheese, on to the next

Hit it from the back when she sad face

Nigga disrespect, that's a bad case

And you gon' wish I never met you

I don't trust that shit--like a public restroom

Glock on my hip, let it sneeze and bless you

Lamont told me "never let a nigga disrespect you"

And if you got shot that mean a nigga test you

But if you ain't slide back, how we gon' respect you?

A lot of niggas they be faking, I could promise it

You can't make it in these streets without no common sense

My first time--when I upped it--I was sick as shit

But now it is what it is

This the life I live

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]

How you claiming a hood you don't hang in?

How you broke but you ain't tryna change it?

I need less talk and mo' payments

One shot out this Glock make you famous

Baby could you throw that ass backwards?

Wish my last bitch a casket

My new bitch far from average

And I'm still tuckin' money in the mattress

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]

Talkin' dumb'll have yo mommy hearin' sad news

Slide through, masked up like a raccoon

Bad bitch, had to take her to the back room

Beat it up while she rubbing on my tattoos

Fuck talkin', girl show me what that ass do

No sympathy for hoes

Talk dumb, they get slapped too

Tryna cuddle bitch--you know it ain't that cool

No free love--I ain't nothing like yo last dude

Keep it on me, 40' with a stick like bamboo

Spring break, tryna take a trip to Cancun

All these bands got my old bitch actin' brand new

That's yo girlfriend?

Give a fuck--she can get ran too

Call me Wayne or BG, I'm a hot boy

You niggas thought it was good

But it's not boy

Middle finger to the cops

Round' here we pop boys

Rockin' with this plastic, no steel--this a Glock, boy

Got no time or no words for a bum bitch

Off a four, got me leaning like a bum kick

Feelin' like a porn star the way I bust shit

And feelin' like Usain the way I run shit

Bro-man move that yellow like a taxi

My little niggas with the shit--better ask Theze

Game time, we get active like a athlete

Let the mac squeeze

Catch these bullets like Crabtree

40' like a stop sign, cause that bitch keep a post

Got a Glock 23'

Had to get it two-toned

Can't fit it in my jeans cause the clip too long

Whole gang buffed up--all my niggas too strong

And to get my bread right, a nigga had to do wrong

No Drake but this wood got me so far gone

Feelin' like Kevin Gates--gotta keep two phones

And fuckin' three bitches like I got two clones

Little nigga

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]

How you claimin' a hood you don't hang in?

How you broke but you ain't tryna change it?

I need less talk and mo' payments

One shot out this Glock make you famous

Baby could you throw that ass backwards?

Wish my last bitch a casket

My new bitch far from average

And I'm still tuckin' money in the mattress