On My Back

Lyrics

[Intro: Duke Dennis & Kai Cenat] Ayy Kai, man, why these niggas playing, like? I don't know bro, but we 'bout to walk on this, though We finna walk, ayy, finna walk on this shit [Chorus: Duke Dennis] I took that shit personal, just like I'm drilling You know where I'm from, so you know how I'm coming Three years ago, yeah, I know I was bummy Now I'm buzzing like number 2 on the Hornets That's how it go, trap moving fast or slow Never put trust in a hoe, so I watch how I move All I think about is blues All I make is money moves, ayy [Verse 1: Duke Dennis] Hood nigga, not a street nigga Only some know that it's a difference I had to keep my distance I'm from the D, bread is blue, but don't play for the pistons Hottest nigga out the city, I know Six figures six months in a row They sneak dissing so I know how it go I'm from the trenches so I keep a pole Jeff Hardy, top ropes, I'm raw Twelve on me, I can't say what I saw Juat imagine, straped up for the lick Seventy band, I spent on a car I don't care about the fame Made a million, on the gang Put my hood on a chain Don't worry, that bitch on the way I spent 30k today [Chorus: Duke Dennis] I took that shit personal just like I'm drilling You know where I'm from so you know how I'm coming Three years ago, yeah, I know I was bummy Now I'm buzzing like number 2 on the hornets That's how it go, trap moving fast or slow Never put trust in a hoe, so I watch how I move All I think about is blues All I make is money moves [Verse 2: Kai Cenat] But I'm filling the gas I'm living too fast Half a mill on the Tube, yeah, I fuck with my subs You know they the guys Tryna run me a bag Not a rapper but I got the swag In dior, I don't care about tags If you reaching, you know I'ma blast And I'm never in last Was never in class Don't care bout my past I picked up a camera and got me a bag See the looks on they faces, I know that they mad I'm with Fanum, my nigga, he stay driving fast Gang These niggas got me in my bag Too humble, not cocky, I don't need to brag I pray to my god cause some days can get bad And I'm catching these flights and I'm getting jetlag Taking these trips out of state What happened in Boston is staying in Boston Got love for my brothers, I know they won't cross me Was hooping the train, now I'm driving a foreign Shit, Fuck it I need private jet My phone airplane mode Don't got time for no text Tryna get right, you know I'ma dog, I love sex We hopped in the lambo and hopped in the vet Uh I'm too wavy, all these girls love me She too crazy, she stay bugging With my nigga Duke, we thugging Now they see how we coming Had to sit back and relax Remember, I came from the back of the back Used to be broke, now I'm counting these stacks If I'm six foot, I'm taller when I stand on me racks