Testo Back Board

(Playmakers)
Oh, oh

Bangin' her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe Got that thing 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin [?] on Melrose
Spittin' game like a player from [?]

I never trust her with my backbone and she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I [?] they think that you're [?] when you comе on
Yeah, I just landed in her city, tеll that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on

She ride on that dick like a trolley, trolley
I'm lickin' her up, she a hottie, hottie
Cute face and no waist, this a lot of body
I knew I would fuck up a whole [?]
They said, "She is the one, you got it, got it"
Mad that I'm on, you don't gotta like it Got my Chrome Heart jeans on with a pocket rock
Told her come on, babe, we goin' shop
Drop me an album, ain't do no floppin'
Livin' this life, it feel like Monopoly
I buy that shit and it's private property
Original, I don't wanna copy
Oh, she gotta leave it sloppy-sloppy
Suck it when we fly to Abu Dhabi
We got no name and we body-body

Bangin' her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that thing 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin [?] on Melrose
Spittin' game like a player from [?]

I never trust her with my backbone and she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I [?] they think that you're [?] when you come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city, tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on

Just know these hundreds and these hoes on me
I'll treat you some girl, keep it lowkey
Nigga, ever think 'bout playin' with Lil Keed?
All the slimes know it's R.I.P
Went and got all white and a stain on me
Yeah, I'm havin' ties, yeah, M-O-B
Twin hoes on me so I made a DoubleTree
Bitch, said a drop top, lil' ho, I might be
Ridin' with a Glock, yeah, it got long reach
Yeah, it sit in the crack of the seat
Yeah, I put bands on your ho if you're ever play
Just know I get him fried like grease
Yeah, I want Chanel, nigga, from the head to the toe
But Gunna want Dior feet and they twenty G's
Trollin' you hoes, I don't give a fuck
You not the on the leash, I'm chasin' the dream, oh, woah, woah, woah
Put YSL mats on my floors, yeah, her head good, yeah, I'm curlin' my toes
Get real money and I want some more
These niggas junkies so I ride with a pole
Plottin' on takin', so I gotta drop it low
I'll waste money whackin' then catch a show
I ain't wastin' money on me [?]

Bangin' her back like a backbone
Keep me some racks in the dashboard
New window tint, left it fishbowl
Went straight to the pent with a thick ho
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe
Got that thing 'round her neck like an animal
When I spin [?] on Melrose
Spittin' game like a player from [?]

I never trust her with my backbone and she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets, yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I [?] they think that you're [?] when you come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city, tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on