Back 2 Back chords by Damedot

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Verse 1
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Yeah, got the shoes on,
hoodie with the matching hat
Bitch, I'm in my habitat,
pull up with the Elay truck, red eye
Back to back, I heard that they
pulled her back around,
let's have a act attack
I left, never text her back,
she heard I'm doing better now
Make it rain, make it snow,
I can change the weather
Now that stick sound like some wind,
put a nigga on the weather channel
Took this bitch soul,
left 200 on the mantle
Ronko TV changed the channel,
house look like a fucking castle
I ain't eat no white castles,
but I'll buy that shit for her
I'm fucking my bitch in the first one,
new white lows and brand new pairs
She suck me out my underwear,
I choke this bitch and pull her hair, what?
With Jesus where I'm thinkin' to myself
I can't fuck with the help,
whoop you with a Louis belt
I'm with some real shooters,
but I do this shit myself
What would you do for some
motherfuckin' clout?
She can't talk on the phone,
cause my dick all in her mouth
Don't get this shit confused,
I got dog shit in this pouch
Throw a cocktail through the house,
had them niggas runnin' out
This AR little knob,
but watch when I fold it out
She thought I was a trink,
till she in the mall watchin' me shop
And she ain't gettin' squat,
give me top, give me top
A rich n***a told me
it'd be lonely at the top
She asked me bout the box
and I told her it's a bop
You know she came to fuck,
she came to see me in some Crocs
My young n****s
bang RGS like it's Watts
Kick a n***a doughy
and we lookin' like the SWAT
How am I still ridin'
dirty with this mop?
How do I make this shit look
easy when it's not?
just grab the chop,
and Google map the n***a block
AR dead stop,
this bitch ain't never comin' out
Ridin' in this Jeep, it's supercharged
I just got a load shipped to me
straight from Koyukan
I'm bout to board the private jet,
going to have some island sex
I ain't the smartest nigga,
but I think this water got her wet
Fell off the wave runners,
then I had a heart attack
She a demon,
I think she done met her match
I just pulled up in a back block,
sound like rap
I can't hang around no racks
Paid 2 ,000 for these jeans,
plus tax
2 ,000 for these lube,
just to walk in a trap
I ain't at no funeral,
just watch flowers set
You thinkin' bout blowin' down on me,
you blowin' crack
If you can get your bitch back,
I gotta keep the neck
Yeah, got the shoes on,
hoodie with the matching hat
Bitch, I'm in my habitat,
pull up with the Elay truck, red hot
Back to back, I heard that they
pulled her back around,
let's have a act attack
I left, never text her back,
she heard I'm doing better now
Make it rain, make it snow,
I can change the weather
Now that stick sound like some wind,
put a nigga on the weather jumper
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