Drake - BackOutsideBoyz lyrics

Aubrey Graham

[Drake - BackOutsideBoyz lyrics]

BackOutsideBoyz, totin' a seventy
On the strip, i’m ready to die
(Die)
Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner
Bet I make shit glide (Shh)
Tried to bring the drama to me
He ain’t know how we cha-cha slide (yeah)
I'll never lose sleep over no bitch
Way too much pride (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fill it up in a briefcase
Split this shit with the vibes
(yeah, yeah, hm, hm, hm)

Breakin' a Brink's truck
My right wrist Van Cleef (Cleef)
I spent days in the East
Tryna figure if I'm geeked ('Kay)
This bitch tweakin', talked too much
While I was geeked, blew my peep
(Brr)
Fuckin' rap niggas’ hoes, I’m on the street
This shit sweet (Hey)
I went half a million on rosé
Did four million on my ice (Hey, hey)
Couple million on my cars, I went Tyson
I'm too nice (Hey, hey)
Nigga stopped me on the
Street, wanted to talk, so he asked my price
(yeah, hey ’kay)
The number was high as me, I ain't gon' lie
(yeah, okay)
I was fuckin' with this lil’ woe
I think she bi (Bi)
Tweakin', the 6 God is comin' back (Brr)

BackOutsideBoyz, totin' a seventy
On the strip, i'm ready to die
(Okay)
Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner
Bet I make shit glide (Hm)
Tried to bring the drama to me
He ain't know how we cha-cha slide
(Hm, slide)
I'll never lose sleep over no bitch
Way too much pride (Brr, brr)
Fill it up in a briefcase
Split this shit with the vibes
(Hm, hm, uh, hm, hm, let's go)

I don't know nothin' 'bout no
Crime or no news
I'm an owl, but I'll never tell you who (Who)
Wagon when she walk, she get on planes
It take up two (Go)
My member just got out, he still on papers
Still'll shoot (Shoot)
Shoot, ayy (Shoot it up)
Still'll shoot (Shoot up, brrt, shit)
Love him, he stay down just like a root
(Just like a root)
She a ten tryna rap, it's good on mute, yeah
(It's good on mute, shh)
It's financial, girl, I got the loot, ayy
Yeah (I got the loot)
For the bands, lil' bae
What you gon' do? yeah (Oh, what you do?)
Tropicana, that shit there the juice, yeah
(Juice)
I'm the president, some Secret Service shit
We down to dump (Brrt)
Yeah, who the president? I
Never voted once, ayy, yeah
If I did, I would vote Teanna Trump, ayy
Yeah (Hm, go)
If you play with me, I'm backin' out that one
(Backin' out that one)
I treat mil' tickets like a hundred racks
(Let's go)
Tweakin', the 6 God is comin' back
(Damn, damn, okay)

BackOutsideBoyz, totin' a seventy
On the strip, i'm ready to die
(Die)
Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner
Bet I make shit glide (Shh)
Tried to bring the drama to me
He ain't know how we cha-cha slide (yeah)
I'll never lose sleep over no bitch
Way too much pride (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fill it up in a briefcase
Split this shit with the vibes
(yeah, yeah, hm, hm, hm)

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