Bryson Gray, Tyson James - Back to Back lyrics

MAGA gang KAG gang same thang

Put me in the game balling
I ain't talking cataracts
This been God's plan since I
Was riding in a Cadillac
I can pit a hundred, huh
They ain't even half of that
Can't wait to see the left cry
'cause Trump going bat-to bat

Trump Jr probably coming after that
When they see the MAGA they get mad at that
But they won't try me 'cause I'm packing that
Hold on trump going bat-to bat
I ain't talking Dre, no, buy Draco
Shouting out friends is my 2A foo
When they don't work? That's what the 2A for

And I back the blue, too crime, you mislead
Take a red pill become a new you
I'm pro-life: even in the womb, God knew you
Can't you tell they trying to fool you?

MAGA chain everywhere I know they hate that
Everybody hating me but I don't hate that
Saying Black Lives Matter
Funny when they say that
They call me a coon, well
Joe Biden said I ain't black

Trump used to be in every
Song and being all that
Saying people trying to call him racist
But they know it's crap
Biden make up excuses for
Statements from way back
The media controlling the minds: it
Is time to change that

Hey, Bryson you know you're not black if you
Don't vote for Joe Biden, right?
Dude, you're such a coon!

Put me in the game, coach
Repping for his name, bro exposing darkness
Me and Bryson got the same goals
Y'all bound down to Faygo
Banned, they want to keep us off the payroll

One promise, two promise, three promise, four
Trump coming through when he
Bustin' down the door
What came out? Got a lesson for the whores
Satan's got a soul and
He's coming after yours

We won't tone in down when we
Coming for the top spot
Back-to back victory
I'm feeling like a hot shot
Biden gonna fry, somebody get the crock pot
BLM happy every time they see a cop shot

They nasty don't put it past me
Meet the 2A if you want to come harass me
I gotta give it Trump for Baghdadi
Where he at now? He dead in the casket

Voting Trump 2020 to the core
I'm voting Trump Jr '24
Raise that high while you're
Passing the torch
Praise to the Christ lead the
Masses to the door this is my passion
Gotta come right when I'm rapping
Guilty of the truth
I ain't got time for capping
It is go time, I ain't got time for napping
Four more years and we going back-to back in