Big Los - Back To Back (feat. BabyTron) lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[Big Los - Back To Back feat. BabyTron lyrics]
HBK Cheese
Free Draco, he was a fool with the AR
We get to sliding
We gon' knock you off the radar
We in the Scat and we ain't in the trap
Send a SSN so Tron can make it happen
Huh pushing PUAs straight through
I ain't into traffic
Touchdown, audible the play
This shit can get like Madden i don't fight
Glock 23 make him poof like magic
Feel like Danny Phantom
Work the 101 and then I vanish
Tron into magic
He gon' make some shit vanish
Fake ID'd the bitch
Now she think that I speak Spanish
Alright, this ain't Madden but we blitz
Blue tips smack his body, make him stiff
Same table done boss around, we chopping on
I ain't have no chicken
Me and gang was brеaking wish bones
We don't shoot houses but
Whеn we catch 'em, it's gon' hit home
We gon' knock the water out his tank
We catch him fish bowl
Tron get on his ass
We tryna catch him at the
762s, fuck around and told her to rear in
Pop out at a park, we tryna turn a nigga up
Boy, that nigga wouldn't be dead if
Y'all ain't gas a nigga up
Thousand for a drop
You can come and buy a jack addy
In the mountains, can't catch signal
Got my nav laggy
Off White X mark the spot they
Used to back stab me
Bro had the 'Hawk and crashed tripping
Now we back Challey
You be set tripping, you be gang hopping
We be set tripping, we be mall shopping
Bitch, I'm really local with this shit
I'll come drop it off
Boy, you not really in the streets
You better knock it off
Bitch, I'm really global with this shit
I'll fly it out
Hit Loose Cannon, forty on me
I might buy it out
Punch a new BIN on a blank, bitch
Go try it out
They can't keep up with the scoring
Got 'em timing out
Take 'em to the Wild West
Where they'll tie 'em down
He tried to get away on a
Plane so I shot it down
Dumbass bought fifty from a
Shot so many shots you would've
Thought it was surround sound
Flexy motherfucker
Got a tendency to flash blues
Bougie lil' bitch got a tendency to act rude
Two hundred on the dash
It's two hundred in the stash too
Head wrapped up, K slam 'em like I'm Sabu
Last nigga played with us? He made Fox too
This ain't Wild 'n Out but you
Know I keep my cannon too
Lil' freak tryna give me head
I want the ass too
Put her out after we fuck like
"Take yo panties too"
Twenty 'Woods in
I think that I'm the highest in the room
Made a hundred in the same jog
Nike on my shoes every gang member that I
Got shiestier than Pooh
Everybody Hutch or Gary, boy
You icier than who?
Ayy
Free Draco, he was a fool with the AR
We get to sliding
We gon' knock you off the radar
We in the Scat and we ain't in the trap
Send a SSN so Tron can make it happen
Huh pushing PUAs straight through
I ain't into traffic
Touchdown, audible the play
This shit can get like Madden i don't fight
Glock 23 make him poof like magic
Feel like Danny Phantom
Work the 101 and then I vanish
Tron into magic
He gon' make some shit vanish
Fake ID'd the bitch
Now she think that I speak Spanish
Alright, this ain't Madden but we blitz
Blue tips smack his body, make him stiff
Same table done boss around, we chopping on
I ain't have no chicken
Me and gang was brеaking wish bones
We don't shoot houses but
Whеn we catch 'em, it's gon' hit home
We gon' knock the water out his tank
We catch him fish bowl
Tron get on his ass
We tryna catch him at the
762s, fuck around and told her to rear in
Pop out at a park, we tryna turn a nigga up
Boy, that nigga wouldn't be dead if
Y'all ain't gas a nigga up
Thousand for a drop
You can come and buy a jack addy
In the mountains, can't catch signal
Got my nav laggy
Off White X mark the spot they
Used to back stab me
Bro had the 'Hawk and crashed tripping
Now we back Challey
You be set tripping, you be gang hopping
We be set tripping, we be mall shopping
Bitch, I'm really local with this shit
I'll come drop it off
Boy, you not really in the streets
You better knock it off
Bitch, I'm really global with this shit
I'll fly it out
Hit Loose Cannon, forty on me
I might buy it out
Punch a new BIN on a blank, bitch
Go try it out
They can't keep up with the scoring
Got 'em timing out
Take 'em to the Wild West
Where they'll tie 'em down
He tried to get away on a
Plane so I shot it down
Dumbass bought fifty from a
Shot so many shots you would've
Thought it was surround sound
Flexy motherfucker
Got a tendency to flash blues
Bougie lil' bitch got a tendency to act rude
Two hundred on the dash
It's two hundred in the stash too
Head wrapped up, K slam 'em like I'm Sabu
Last nigga played with us? He made Fox too
This ain't Wild 'n Out but you
Know I keep my cannon too
Lil' freak tryna give me head
I want the ass too
Put her out after we fuck like
"Take yo panties too"
Twenty 'Woods in
I think that I'm the highest in the room
Made a hundred in the same jog
Nike on my shoes every gang member that I
Got shiestier than Pooh
Everybody Hutch or Gary, boy
You icier than who?
Ayy