BackOutsideBoyz 作词 : A. Graham/R. Leyva/Dylan Cleary-Krell/D. Snodgrass Jr/M. McCollum 作曲 : A. Graham/R. Leyva/Dylan Cleary-Krell/D. Snodgrass Jr/M. McCollum BackOutside Boyz, totin' a seventy on the strip, I’m ready to die Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner, bet I make shit glide Try to bring a job to me, he ain’t know how we cha-cha slide I'll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibe Hmm, hmm, hmm Breakin' a Brinks truck, my right wrist van cleef I spent days in the east tryna figure if I'm geeked This bitch tweakin', talk too much while I was geeked, blew my peep ****in' rap niggas hoes in the street, this shit sweet I went half a million on Rose, four million on my ice Couple million on my cars, I went Tyson, I'm too nice Nigga shot me on the street, he wanted to talk, asked my price The number was as high as me, I ain't gon’ lie I was ****in’ with this lil' woe, I think she bi Tweakin’, the 6 God is comin' back (Brr) BackOutside Boyz, totin' a seventy on the strip, I'm ready to die (Okay) Cuttin’ the traction, bettin' the corner, bet I make shit glide Shawty bring a job to me, he ain't know how we cha-cha slide I'll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibe [Verse 2: Drake & Lil Yachty] I don't know nothin' 'bout no crime or no news I'm an owl but I never tell you who (Who) [?] she watch, she get on plains, it take up two My member just got out, he still on paper, he still a shoot Shoot, shoot Lovin' me, still stay down just like a roof She a ten tryna rap, it's good on mute It's finance, but girl, I got the loop For the bands, no bae, what you gon' do? Choppa can [?] I know presidents on secret services shit, we down to dunk Yeah, who the president? I never voted once If I did, I'd vote Teanna Trump, ayy, yeah If you play with me, I'm backin' out that one I treat these tickets like a hundred racks Tweakin', the 6 God is comin' back BackOutside Boyz, totin' a seventy on the strip, I'm ready to die (Okay) Cuttin' the traction, bettin' the corner, bet I make shit glide Shawty bring a job to me, he ain't know how we cha-cha slide I'll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibe