Back to Back by Kamain Lyrics
Ayo, ayo. Play this beat, play this one
Are- are you sure about that? I mean, uh
Huh! Have twenty ounces all stuffed in my pants
Bitch, it's no duff. You'd think it's enough
Glock 21's transplanting my hands
Got plenty of stuff, you don't understand
Stick to my level stop stickin' to plants
I'm smokin' on grass, stackin' my bands
She like it rough. I'm sticking to strands, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh
Back to the back
Pull up you know my face all black
Niggas be lyin', swear that they trap
'Til shit get serious and I slap with that Mac
I need me my money, I'm talkin' them bands
Don't care what I gotta do, might have to shoot up your man's
Traumatising that nigga in a trance
You don't know my story, you don't understand
And I'm totin' that iron like my name Tony Stark
Back to back and it's getting real dark
Rollin' that green and I need me a spark
Thoughts fading away, yeah. We back at the start
Back at the start (back at the start)
Back at the start (back at the start)
Back at the start
Back to the back, to the back, to the back, to the back
Huh! Have twenty ounces all stuffed in my pants
Bitch, it's no duff. You'd think it's enough
Glock 21's transplanting my hands
Got plenty of stuff, you don't understand
Stick to my level stop stickin' to plants
I'm smokin' on grass, stackin' my bands
She like it rough. I'm sticking to strands, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh
Are- are you sure about that? I mean, uh
Huh! Have twenty ounces all stuffed in my pants
Bitch, it's no duff. You'd think it's enough
Glock 21's transplanting my hands
Got plenty of stuff, you don't understand
Stick to my level stop stickin' to plants
I'm smokin' on grass, stackin' my bands
She like it rough. I'm sticking to strands, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh
Back to the back
Pull up you know my face all black
Niggas be lyin', swear that they trap
'Til shit get serious and I slap with that Mac
I need me my money, I'm talkin' them bands
Don't care what I gotta do, might have to shoot up your man's
Traumatising that nigga in a trance
You don't know my story, you don't understand
And I'm totin' that iron like my name Tony Stark
Back to back and it's getting real dark
Rollin' that green and I need me a spark
Thoughts fading away, yeah. We back at the start
Back at the start (back at the start)
Back at the start (back at the start)
Back at the start
Back to the back, to the back, to the back, to the back
Huh! Have twenty ounces all stuffed in my pants
Bitch, it's no duff. You'd think it's enough
Glock 21's transplanting my hands
Got plenty of stuff, you don't understand
Stick to my level stop stickin' to plants
I'm smokin' on grass, stackin' my bands
She like it rough. I'm sticking to strands, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh
I don't call back, huh
Kamain just hit it and I'd never quit it
I'll pull up my face all black
If you owe me money then I better get it
Half of my friends off crack
I'm standing my ground, I won't ever admit it
I'm earning cash, back in black
I'm flipping backs back to back, huh