Icewear Vezzo - Back End lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - Back End lyrics]
Drank baby that's the money, nigga
We on that type of time aye gang
Let that nigga come in with that pape
If he come in, he can't leave with it
We need all that, nigga
You only got a gun 'cause you licensed
Niggas soft
Only time niggas punch or they swipin'
Threw the bag all day just to
Fuck up the night shift
Baby choppa in my arm like
I'm clutchin' the nightstick
Come to my city, gotta tap in
Catch a pussy at his show
Where that back end?
He caught a body for the
Gang now he locked in
If you ain't never caught a homi
We is not friends
Real drank god, nigga, got ice like the plug
I'ma drug addict
I'll leave my wife for the mud
Fuck promoters and security we'll walk
Right in the club
See a nigga with his jewelry
Then we lining him up
Pour an eight and pop a perc
I be higher than a fuck
Put that pistol to your artist
Is you signing or what?
Bitch, I'm Suge if he was cripping
Two lines in a car
I heard you gettin' extorted by your gang
You slidin' for nun' i'll rob myself
Shady ass nigga, fuck around and rob Chanel
Caught you leaving out your show
You was slidin' with 12
Police strip another rapper down?
Only time will tell (Uh)
Nigga, I hit big licks
Clip it's longer than a pistol, it's a misfit
You like a nigga moving solo
You ain't with shit
Walk a pussy nigga down with the quickness
Chain so motherfuckin' icy, it look fake
Gang glocki wrapped around my belt
Like I waist train
Between the oranges and the blues
I got 8 lanes
Got a plug in Columbus with the Great Dane
(Uh)
We on that type of time aye gang
Let that nigga come in with that pape
If he come in, he can't leave with it
We need all that, nigga
You only got a gun 'cause you licensed
Niggas soft
Only time niggas punch or they swipin'
Threw the bag all day just to
Fuck up the night shift
Baby choppa in my arm like
I'm clutchin' the nightstick
Come to my city, gotta tap in
Catch a pussy at his show
Where that back end?
He caught a body for the
Gang now he locked in
If you ain't never caught a homi
We is not friends
Real drank god, nigga, got ice like the plug
I'ma drug addict
I'll leave my wife for the mud
Fuck promoters and security we'll walk
Right in the club
See a nigga with his jewelry
Then we lining him up
Pour an eight and pop a perc
I be higher than a fuck
Put that pistol to your artist
Is you signing or what?
Bitch, I'm Suge if he was cripping
Two lines in a car
I heard you gettin' extorted by your gang
You slidin' for nun' i'll rob myself
Shady ass nigga, fuck around and rob Chanel
Caught you leaving out your show
You was slidin' with 12
Police strip another rapper down?
Only time will tell (Uh)
Nigga, I hit big licks
Clip it's longer than a pistol, it's a misfit
You like a nigga moving solo
You ain't with shit
Walk a pussy nigga down with the quickness
Chain so motherfuckin' icy, it look fake
Gang glocki wrapped around my belt
Like I waist train
Between the oranges and the blues
I got 8 lanes
Got a plug in Columbus with the Great Dane
(Uh)