Back n forth (feat. JayFraud)

Oh, brother, this guy stinks Yeah, yeah, hold on, yeah Let them know how we comin', yeah Gettin' all these bucks, bitch, I'm ballin' like I'm Friga Two-tone Patek, bitch, it's chilly like a freezer Baby call me an MVP, I'm rookie of the season She always want a problem, bitch, it's naggin' for no reason Yeah, we walked into the game, yeah, we was smelly, we was reekin' Yeah, before the game, yeah, it was runtz that we was chiefin' Pullin' up to your block, puttin' bullets where you sleepin' Fucked the opp, we got the drop, yeah, we creepin', where you sleepin' Actin' goofy, in the stu, but bout these sticks, yeah, we ain't playin' Walk around with this Drake, this bitch long like Porziņģis Gettin' bold, swipe your card, it's the start of scammin' season I was in love, she broke my heart, can't trust a bitch, they always cheatin' I can't see shit, I'm hella blind, so everything gotta be Nemic He was sendin' shots, he missed them hard, damn, that nigga must be Stevie This bitch keep playin' with my heart like, bitch, why you keep trick or treatin' I'm on my ass, I'm crackin' sills off the walkie, it got me sleepin' Say, what's the word? Let's hit some licks, ain't you know it's juggin' season I got some plays, I'm settin' them up, I got niggas callin', they fiendin' You skippin' class, I'm skippin' states, yeah, we both got our different reasons I was smokin' opps, I was movin' weight, fat and skinny, they can't believe me You steady broke, tryna be rich, and you wanna say that I'm gatekeeping This nigga mad, I fuck this bitch, about a bitch, boy, I ain't beefin' Trey Parker with the package , man, you know we, East Bay Two-four, ballin' like I'm Kobe, take a picture of me with my trophy Freak bitch, talk about she want me on the side with some ravioli Tag-team shit with my brodie, life is sweet, no Zack and Cody 4PF, lil' baby trophy, you would think this life crazy, low-key Don't wanna see bitch stay lonely, stackin' pape, tryna stay low-key