Lyrics to Backyard
Yeah
TiaCorine
Ride wit' a whole P
Trappin' out a four-seat
Money, you gon' show me (Where?)
Get that bitch together
We could stomp her but that's OD
Grip wit' the whip
Front and center of the stovie
Mix-match the nigga
You is not my one and only, posey
Clips for any bitch who gettin' nosy
Fresh outta school, crack my back to Zack and Cody
Now I call him brodie
Baby boy be cryin', now he Jody
Thanksgiving pussy macaroni
Deep voice Tony
Bitch got groove like a OG
Lil' thick bitch booty pony
Cream on that nigga, sauce top of rigatoni
Stack hard
Yeen ain't even gotta act hard
Bitch think she hittin' but she shootin' wit' a bad guard
Bitch, I'm the shit like some dogs up in the backyard
Ain't crying over nigga wit' no black card
Bitch, shit, fuck
Put it in my butt
Hell yeah, man, that's why I'm thick as fuck
I'm a nasty lil' ho, I turn that nigga to a slut
Back me up
Where my nigga who gon' keep it real as fuck?
Ooh-ooh
Bitch nigga gonna eat this pussy all night
Ooh-ooh
Look, look at this
I'ma turn this moan into a soundbite
I'ma turn this motherfucker to a flood
I'm in this bitch, I'm with my brother
Brought a stick and it go strrt, I ain't stutter
I got stamina, I stand up in this bit', I'm like the governor in Atlanta
Put a planet on my wrist, she made a puddle in the passenger
Pass another spliff and ghost the whip, we going Casper
Road trip, Zach Galafanakis, I might blow a gasket if they slip
Let it blast, the whole clip
Get a pass and tell 'em JID be living fast until the casket dip
If I ain't out here steering shit, might as well abandon ship
No panicking, you know I know the game, I wrote the manuscript
Handling biz, hand on the booty of yo' bitch
In the hoodie, the blower, but I don't know Hootie and the Blowfish
I do the mostest, I lick the clit, I had to focus
I give her the dope dick, she taking it home, she think it's a trophy
She act like a dope fiend, she back at my door sending emojis
When I look at my phone screen, she striking a pose removing her clothing and uh
Okay, bitch, shit, wait
Put it in my face
I like her taste, I'm finna take a dip into the lake
She wanna link, making her cum in a blink
Two in the pink, one in the (Ha)
We fuckin' the same ho, nigga, jinx
It's outta control, I'm doing my thing
Bitch, shit, fuck
Put it in my butt
Hell yeah, man, that's why I'm thick as fuck
I'm a nasty lil' ho, I turn that nigga to a slut
Back me up
Where my nigga who gon' keep it real as fuck?
Ooh-ooh
Bitch nigga gonna eat this pussy all night
Ooh-ooh
I'ma turn this moan into a soundbite
Vocal, I'm declining, perfect timing, let my wrist talk
Somewhere on the island dirty whinin' with my pistol
Believe in me, they see it, I'm like right now turn to crystal (Okay)
Lamborghini limbo, the shorty couldn't get low
Pussy look like Tucker, it's a monster, gotta feed the beast
Thuggin' with my partner to the sun and you gon' feel the heat
Know they gon' repeat it, know you seen it, just remember me
I'm coded, guess who stole that price of two to share with Baby T?
I'm Sunday fresh, Easter pink, nigga, Cuban finna link
When you sync, if he eat it good, I might just let him beat
RIP to both, nigga, shawty, that shit dead to me
Jealousy, told her tell they kids that they invited me
TiaCorine
Ride wit' a whole P
Trappin' out a four-seat
Money, you gon' show me (Where?)
Get that bitch together
We could stomp her but that's OD
Grip wit' the whip
Front and center of the stovie
Mix-match the nigga
You is not my one and only, posey
Clips for any bitch who gettin' nosy
Fresh outta school, crack my back to Zack and Cody
Now I call him brodie
Baby boy be cryin', now he Jody
Thanksgiving pussy macaroni
Deep voice Tony
Bitch got groove like a OG
Lil' thick bitch booty pony
Cream on that nigga, sauce top of rigatoni
Stack hard
Yeen ain't even gotta act hard
Bitch think she hittin' but she shootin' wit' a bad guard
Bitch, I'm the shit like some dogs up in the backyard
Ain't crying over nigga wit' no black card
Bitch, shit, fuck
Put it in my butt
Hell yeah, man, that's why I'm thick as fuck
I'm a nasty lil' ho, I turn that nigga to a slut
Back me up
Where my nigga who gon' keep it real as fuck?
Ooh-ooh
Bitch nigga gonna eat this pussy all night
Ooh-ooh
Look, look at this
I'ma turn this moan into a soundbite
I'ma turn this motherfucker to a flood
I'm in this bitch, I'm with my brother
Brought a stick and it go strrt, I ain't stutter
I got stamina, I stand up in this bit', I'm like the governor in Atlanta
Put a planet on my wrist, she made a puddle in the passenger
Pass another spliff and ghost the whip, we going Casper
Road trip, Zach Galafanakis, I might blow a gasket if they slip
Let it blast, the whole clip
Get a pass and tell 'em JID be living fast until the casket dip
If I ain't out here steering shit, might as well abandon ship
No panicking, you know I know the game, I wrote the manuscript
Handling biz, hand on the booty of yo' bitch
In the hoodie, the blower, but I don't know Hootie and the Blowfish
I do the mostest, I lick the clit, I had to focus
I give her the dope dick, she taking it home, she think it's a trophy
She act like a dope fiend, she back at my door sending emojis
When I look at my phone screen, she striking a pose removing her clothing and uh
Okay, bitch, shit, wait
Put it in my face
I like her taste, I'm finna take a dip into the lake
She wanna link, making her cum in a blink
Two in the pink, one in the (Ha)
We fuckin' the same ho, nigga, jinx
It's outta control, I'm doing my thing
Bitch, shit, fuck
Put it in my butt
Hell yeah, man, that's why I'm thick as fuck
I'm a nasty lil' ho, I turn that nigga to a slut
Back me up
Where my nigga who gon' keep it real as fuck?
Ooh-ooh
Bitch nigga gonna eat this pussy all night
Ooh-ooh
I'ma turn this moan into a soundbite
Vocal, I'm declining, perfect timing, let my wrist talk
Somewhere on the island dirty whinin' with my pistol
Believe in me, they see it, I'm like right now turn to crystal (Okay)
Lamborghini limbo, the shorty couldn't get low
Pussy look like Tucker, it's a monster, gotta feed the beast
Thuggin' with my partner to the sun and you gon' feel the heat
Know they gon' repeat it, know you seen it, just remember me
I'm coded, guess who stole that price of two to share with Baby T?
I'm Sunday fresh, Easter pink, nigga, Cuban finna link
When you sync, if he eat it good, I might just let him beat
RIP to both, nigga, shawty, that shit dead to me
Jealousy, told her tell they kids that they invited me
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