Backstreets

Lyrics

[Intro: G Man] When it's time to ride you better shoot that I got bands in my pants, I just blew that (G Man) I got bands in my pants, I just blew that When it's time to ride you better shoot that [Chorus: G Man] When it's time to ride you better shoot that (Better shoot) I got bands in my pants, I just blew that (Money crack) Baby I'm that nigga 'round the city, thought you knew that (I thought you knew) Dumb nigga been had his chance, but he blew that (Ayy) Catch them niggas slippin' on them backstreets (Ba, ba) My steppers been sittin' niggas on they ass cheeks (On they ass) Never come outside 'cause they know that we clap heat Been chasin' niggas down, I was a athlete, ayy [Verse 1: G Man] Yeah, I graduated school, I ain't no dummy I know how to hit that road and get straight to the money His mom thought it was Christmas to wrap a nigga like a mummy Sick of all of these bitches, they can't have me, I need the money (On my momma) Why you keep goin' through her phone? (Why?) Askin' why she can't stop blowin' up my phone She wanna go, get it stacked, get up and bring it home (Huh?) When I touch that chicken, I'ma put my niggas on (Put 'em on) If you doubted me, don't try to hit my phone (Nope) Fuck them hating niggas, leave them fuck niggas alone (Fuck 'em) If you touch my brothers, I'ma get a nigga gone (Get him) It's gon' get smirkish, I'ma do a nigga wrong (Pa, pa) [Chorus: G Man & Bris] When it's time to ride you better shoot that (Better shoot) I got bands in my pants, I just blew that (Money crack) Baby I'm that nigga 'round the city, thought you knew that (I thought you knew) Dumb nigga been had his chance, but he blew that (Ayy) Catch them niggas slippin' on them backstreets (Ba, ba) My steppers been sittin' niggas on they ass cheeks (On they ass) Never come outside 'cause they know that we clap heat (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Been chasin' niggas down, I was a athlete, ayy [Verse 2: Bris] That ain't my fault, try and kill me when y'all had a freebie (Y'all should've killed me) Fuckin' bitches in the backseat, yeah I had her creamy (Real creamy) Ayy, nigga tryna turn his finny to a Lamborghini (To a Lambo) Callin' plays in the field like I'm Albert Genie Bris keep that pole the whole city know (Whole city know) [?] trippin', I can't even show him in my videos (No I can't) I just sit back and laugh at these silly hoes (I got racks) Broke bitches can't even buy a nigga a chili bowl [?] top body slam in that Uzi kick (Bow, bow) Yeah, I really 'bout that action with these movie clips (What) But you niggas Family Guyin', I'm Stewie Griff (On my momma) Bend her over, put that dick in her and make her booty thick [Chorus: G Man] When it's time to ride you better shoot that (Better shoot) I got bands in my pants, I just blew that (Money crack) Baby I'm that nigga 'round the city, thought you knew that (I thought you knew) Dumb nigga been had his chance, but he blew that (Ayy) Catch them niggas slippin' on them backstreets (Ba, ba) My steppers been sittin' niggas on they ass cheeks (On they ass) Never come outside 'cause they know that we clap heat Been chasin' niggas down, I was a athlete, ayy