Young Deji, Wiz Khalifa - Backstreet lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Young Deji, Wiz Khalifa - Backstreet lyrics]
(Ooh, the thirteen)
This just how the game go
I came from the ghetto
I'm stacking my chips
I ain't talking 'bout Fritos
Watch what you say when you talkin' 'bout me
Though
She wanna ride in the coupe, it ain't free
Though
Don't try to be all in my face when I land
Just became a fan, slept on like a Xan'
I be gettin' bands, get 'em in advance
Any nigga call me out, I never ran
Got your baby mama rockin' my brand
Only smokin' KK, that's the only strand
Wake up every day to go chase me the bands
Then I spend some bands, then get it again
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
Nigga still trappin' on thе backstreet
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Nigga got a problеm, don't at me
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
I be with them shooters that pack heat
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
Nigga got a problem, don't at me (Okay)
I be with them shooters that pack heat
Trappin' and rappin'
I left the block in my new
Whip and they askin' what happened
I'm so cool, need a jacket
Weed so good, need a bad bitch
I been done with them ratchets
Come to my crib, shit lavish
Bitch, I'm a king like your majesty
Only fucked one time, now she mad at me
All about the bag, all about the bag
If it ain't 'bout money, no at-in' me
Left her man, came with the gang
Used to be a fan, that's a tragedy
Used to drive a whip that was raggedy
Remember days girls used to laugh at me
Now I come through and I bag a piece
Nine or a ten what she has to be
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
I be with them shooters that pack heat
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
I be with them shooters that pack heat
This just how the game go
I came from the ghetto
I'm stacking my chips
I ain't talking 'bout Fritos
Watch what you say when you talkin' 'bout me
Though
She wanna ride in the coupe, it ain't free
Though
Don't try to be all in my face when I land
Just became a fan, slept on like a Xan'
I be gettin' bands, get 'em in advance
Any nigga call me out, I never ran
Got your baby mama rockin' my brand
Only smokin' KK, that's the only strand
Wake up every day to go chase me the bands
Then I spend some bands, then get it again
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
Nigga still trappin' on thе backstreet
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Nigga got a problеm, don't at me
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
I be with them shooters that pack heat
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
Nigga got a problem, don't at me (Okay)
I be with them shooters that pack heat
Trappin' and rappin'
I left the block in my new
Whip and they askin' what happened
I'm so cool, need a jacket
Weed so good, need a bad bitch
I been done with them ratchets
Come to my crib, shit lavish
Bitch, I'm a king like your majesty
Only fucked one time, now she mad at me
All about the bag, all about the bag
If it ain't 'bout money, no at-in' me
Left her man, came with the gang
Used to be a fan, that's a tragedy
Used to drive a whip that was raggedy
Remember days girls used to laugh at me
Now I come through and I bag a piece
Nine or a ten what she has to be
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
I be with them shooters that pack heat
Nigga still trappin' on the backstreet
Wonder why these niggas don't like me
Nigga got a problem, don't at me
I be with them shooters that pack heat