Rossa Skywalka - Backend

I be getting them rackies I be stacking them rackies
Hit your bitch from the backend Did a show got a backend
For this gas I be taxing selling dope out a package
I'mma stay with the ratchet I'mma turn to a savage
I be getting them rackies I be stacking them rackies
Hit your bitch from the backend Did a show got a backend
For this gas I be taxing selling dope out a package
I'mma stay with the ratchet I'mma turn to a savage
I put the drop inside the styrofoam
I stuffed a 3.5 in a raw cone
So many cash apps on my iPhone
All these numbers look like Dow Jones
And the streets so cold it's fridget I like to go get them digits
I put 4 bows in a civic got the trap house jumping like crickets
I'mma run it up I'mma get it serving gas but it move like midget
Got a stick on me extended I'mma fire that bitch don't miss it
I'm bout that action for real and these niggaz just cappin for real
I'm higher than Saturn they say that they having
But niggaz ain't having for real
Can't take no break I got no breaks I did it all with no deal
We screaming fuck how you feel I'm trying get me a mill
I be getting them rackies I be stacking them rackies
Hit your bitch from the backend Did a show got a backend
For this gas I be taxing selling dope out a package
I'mma stay with the ratchet I'mma turn to a savage
I be getting them rackies I be stacking them rackies
Hit your bitch from the backend Did a show got a backend
For this gas I be taxing selling dope out a package
I'mma stay with the ratchet I'mma turn to a savage
My hustle my game relentless we gone trap till the door off the hinges
We selling work like a business making play after play I'm committed
I'mma thumb thru the hundreds and fifties
Might do a show in your city
Gotta go up that's the mission I sleep in the heat it wasn't no air conditioning
I'mma roll me a blunt out the bow
This what happens when I'm in that mode
Need a front end for I'm on the road
Get the backend then I do the show
I be dripping with J's on my toes I love 5's but I bout me some 4's
Never change I put that on my soul rock the stage then go fuck on some hoes
Drop these hits then I watch them do numbers
Make it feel like it's winter in summer
We gone bring out them sticks like a drummer
And this xotti is louder than thunder
Need a check with a whole lotta commas
I'mma run with the bag I can't fumble
Man I really came outta the jungle
Nigga change everyday make you wonder
I be getting them rackies I be stacking them rackies
Hit your bitch from the backend Did a show got a backend
For this gas I be taxing selling dope out a package
I'mma stay with the ratchet I'mma turn to a savage
I be getting them rackies I be stacking them rackies
Hit your bitch from the backend Did a show got a backend
For this gas I be taxing selling dope out a package
I'mma stay with the ratchet I'mma turn to a savage

Written by:
Reginald Hardemon

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