DXVXS - BACKWOODS

Meet us in the back woods
Puffing on some backwoods
Bumping Tame Impala, why it feel like we go backwards
We just kids, we bastards
We don't care 'bout hazards
Driving 90 on the freeway, make the whip go faster
Meet us in the alley
Don't you dilly dally
Got some girls that say they foreign, but they from the valley
Drinking loaded punch
Throw it up, we gonna rally
This the type of shit that might just get me a Grammy
Feeling like the man
They gon' have to stan
Load my cup with dirty so I call my cup my Dan
They fucking with my music, they fucking with my brand
Feel like I be dreaming, but I'm lucid when I can
Walking in the nightclub, women screaming, "Damn"
Say they wanna fuck, I do it better with my hand
So I tell 'em no, but I'll say that shit politely
I need a girl like Saweetie cause my wrist is so damn icy
Davis in his bag, you could say I got it back
Bitches catching feelings, you could say they got it bad
I'm in heartbreak heaven, but I'm never leaving sad
Wallet's always fat, cause I'm all about my cash
All about my dollas cause they make the planet go 'round
All about my dollas cause they make the women go down
Living way too fast, man I think I need to slow down
Do it for my city, yeah I do it for my hometown
Meet us in the back woods
Puffing on some backwoods
Bumping Tame Impala, why it feel like we go backwards
We just kids, we bastards
We don't care 'bout hazards
Driving 90 on the freeway, make the whip go faster
Meet us in the alley
Don't you dilly dally
Got some girls that say they foreign, but they from the valley
Drinking loaded punch
Throw it up, we gonna rally
This the type of shit that might just get me a Grammy
I ain't make it out the woods, but I think I'm in the clear now
Always on my grind, people always in my ear now
Giving me advice that I just don't wanna hear now
Fuck 2020, 2021 my year now
Meet us on a back road, we vibing in a vehicle
Smoking on some shit, talking 'bout a little meaningful
Talking 'bout depression, but my own is always seasonal
DXVXS going global, fuck you talking 'bout with regional
This the type of flow that you just can't fuck with
Razor sharp intellect, mind is like a cutlass
So don't be starting shit when you see me out in public
Cause I'm actually on now, that's poetic justice
Word to Drake, guess they had to hate
Cooking up some fire had to hit that shake and bake
See me on the television, did a double take
Fucking hooks and verses, that's a double date
Meet us in the back woods
Puffing on some backwoods
Bumping Tame Impala, why it feel like we go backwards
We just kids, we bastards
We don't care 'bout hazards
Driving 90 on the freeway, make the whip go faster
Meet us in the alley
Don't you dilly dally
Got some girls that say they foreign, but they from the valley
Drinking loaded punch
Throw it up, we gonna rally
This the type of shit that might just get me a Grammy

Written by:
Davis Glanton

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