Drake - Backoutsideboyz

BackOutsideBoyz, totin' a seventy on the strip, I'm ready to die (Die)

Cuttin' the traction, bendin' the corner, bet I make shit glide (Shh)

Tried to bring the drama to me, he ain't know how we cha-cha slide (Yeah)

I'll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibes (Yeah, yeah, hm, hm, hm)



Breakin' a Brink's truck, my right wrist Van Cleef (Cleef)

I spent days in the East tryna figure if I'm geeked ('Kay)

This bitch tweakin', talked too much while I was geeked, blew my peep (Brr)

Fu*kin' rap niggas' hoes, I'm on the street, this shit sweet (Hey)

I went half a million on rosé, did four million on my ice (Hey, hey)

Couple million on my cars, I went Tyson, I'm too nice (Hey, hey)

Nigga stopped me on the street, wanted to talk, so he asked my price (Yeah, hey, 'kay)

The number was high as me, I ain't gon' lie (Yeah, okay)

I was fu*kin' with this lil' woe, I think she bi (Bi)

Tweakin', the 6 God is comin' back (Brr)