03/11/25

lyrics: 
i got the racks, the paper, the money sign
im in the back im countin my bread amount
300 black that sh*t cost a good amount
take out yo bags we shoot when we come around
beat up the cat we smokin on reggie now
i cannot f*** with these n*as they really wild

2x huh yeah, bag good, got a backwood, backwood
backwood i was smokin, with cash good
arp finna take off his back hood
i was tryna stay tall but my racks stood 

verse: mud in my cup
luh b*** i had doubled up
you was weighing me down while i get it up
put the clip in his head he gon get it rough
how you talkin on me but you gave it up
know what i did but you didnt have to bring it up
f*** a b*** i dont even need one
im just tryna hang out with my day ones

get out the way 8x

and my money longer
i was up in the back sippin on patrona
and these b*ches be fake like a anaconda
and these b*tches already know im goin farther
in the past bumpin up that wayne carter
b*tches bad but i aint gon rain on you

backwood prod ssjlamar + tjriverss

5yrin