Team128, Rozz Dyliams - Back2Back lyrics

Like a psychopathic lunatic

Bitch I'm back - back to back
- back to dropping back to back
Know you need me
Hard to see me you just might get cataracts
With a death wish in my
Glass and some rocks inside my bag
If you look at me again you just might
Just have a heart attack
Bitches tryna weasel in it ask me
Can they hit the pack
Hell nah you stupid idiot woman
Go and hit the track
Said they want the old Dylan so
I went and brought him back
Blood type Wood and this type
Of wood don't ever crack
All night flight straight to
Austria some playa shit
On my bitch and she know better not to pitch
Any fit in my direction Dylan
Rock a vintage fit
I've been looking like a villain ever
Since I was a kid
I've been coughing more than lately as
I'm taking off the lid
I put a 8 in my I'll touch bases in a bit
Young Dylan who I am and I
Know you know the score
Still a freak and still a pro
Freak at mackin' a hoe

Like a psychopathic lunatic