Jacquees, Gucci Mane, Foogiano - BACKEND lyrics

Gucci Mane

Jacquees [Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax]

Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Jacquees, Gucci Mane, Foogiano - BACKEND lyrics]

What they do? They smilin' in your face
All the time, they want to take your place
The back stabbers back stabbers
They smilin' in your face
All the time, they want to take your place
The back stabbers ho, ho

Nigga, don't try it
All that cap-ass rap, all that
Pussy-ass shit you're sellin', boy
You know the mayor won't buy it
And I just started gettin'
'bout six more months
(Huh?) , put it on my momma
I'ma ride proudly
Get the backend, get the racks in
Every time I pick up
Boy you know it's ten thousand
And I know thesе pussy niggas want
My spot, yeah, I'm so icy
Diamonds hittin' like wow


Diamonds hittin' likе wow
Let a pussy nigga try me
I'ma leave spots on him like a cow
Main nigga turned on me, can't believe it
Main nigga went sour and I'm married to the
Street, pussy nigga, yeah
I've been said my vow
It's the mayor, boy, I'm here
Forever, tell a nigga, "Be scared now"

Had to get my money on the backend
It was back then
Tried to catch a nigga while he lackin'
Watch your backend
Fee-fie-fo, when I pull out the drum
Can't trust myself, why would I trust y'all
Gotta keep a vest on when I put the TEC on
Ooh and I got Fendi on my back
So you know I got eyes
And these Cartiers frames gon' see
Right through your lies
Gotta watch my back case a nigga
Out here wanna try me don't try me, oh, oh

Broke niggas keep givin' advice
But I can't be broke with these niggas
I didn't selled dope with these niggas, go
To church with these niggas, or school
Or sell work with these niggas
I don't need them in my picture
Get put in a Swisher
But I can't even smoke with these niggas
My nigga Dame was my nigga
Smoked roaches to the finger
Then rolled the roaches in a Swisher
I was fucked up like a bitch
Down on my dick
But I bounced back up like a pogo stick
Ballin' so hard, I’m the logo kid
I might charge two stacks for a photo, kid
Just pulled up in a Lambo', drenched in camo
Hitters strapped up like Rambo
Mister East Atlanta, bandanas on
My red Phantom antenna, gucci

Had to get my money on the backend
It was back then
Tried to catch a nigga while he lackin'
Watch your backend
Fee-fie-fo, when I pull out the drum
Can't trust myself, why would I trust y'all
Gotta keep a vest on when I put the TEC on
Ooh and I got Fendi on my back
So you know I got eyes
And these Cartiers frames gon' see
Right through your lies
Gotta watch my back case a nigga
Out here wanna try me don't try me
Had to get my money on the backend
It was back then
Tried to catch a nigga while he lackin'
Watch your backend
Fee-fie-fo, when I pull out the drum
Can't trust myself, why would I trust y'all
Gotta keep a vest on when I put the TEC on
Ooh ooh
And I got Fendi on my back
So you know I got eyes
And these Cartiers frames gon' see
Right through your lies
Gotta watch my back case a nigga
Out here wanna try me don't try me

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