Backdoor Lyrics
Malik on the beat
Ayo Bleu
No no no no
Yeah yeah yeah
No no no no
Whoa oh oh
Them niggas act like they don’t need us
They do everything we do they wanna be us
Found them takin’ ecstasy they tryna T up
He rather go and blow her back instead of R’up
You weren’t on that block when that shit was goin’ on
I wasn’t worryin’ ’bout the other side when that shit was goin’ on
And we don’t hang with different niggas don’t ask us what we on
The only time we’ll beat the case you pull out camera phones
I used to draw out my name on the styrofoam
I had to teach the grown niggas right from wrong
[?] had told the jury “They tryna indict us all”
The lawyers got them for a day they better sign them off hm
I had a bad bitch from the ‘Gram she let her tittes hang
She told Bans I bought her a Birkin I told her anything
I always ride around with guns in that Bentley thang
We puttin’ stickers on our drums that’s a city thang
I hate the niggas who be tryna switch the block up
I be with the killers who would change a nigga roster
I’m from the part of the city watch your partner
You ain’t did shit to same nigga who shot ya
‘Fore you hit that door gotta pick your Glock up
Can’t nut in no more whores I got that from my momma
Shuttin’ down the stores you do that with these commas
You had me at my lowest I’m ridin’ ’round with choppers
Oh
Close that backdoor can’t get shaked at by my homie No no no no no yeah yeah
Close that backdoor ’cause I know that it’s phony No no no no no whoa
Close that backdoor can’t get snaked by my homie Oh
Close that backdoor ’cause I know this lil’ phony
That’s a bet
I’m the voice that mean Dee-Dee he the threat
Don’t get stressed ’cause foenem tweakin’ off the X
I know what happened to your homie don’t be next
He gotta get back for his block I tilt my head
I feel like I’m drownin’ got the water ’round my neck
Cocky nigga throwin’ ashes on Pateks
Went to the trench store the trays on the mat Yeah
They be callin’ me you hangin’ with dangerous
I’m just slidin’ ’til I rest just for Uncle Raymond
All my uncle’s kids know your uncle famous
I know this shit sound dumb and the strangest
In the trenches I feel the safest
On the radio shoutout [?]
Did it all for love what I gave was faces
Oh
Close that backdoor can’t get shaked at by my homie No no no no no yeah yeah
Close that backdoor ’cause I know that it’s phony No no no no no whoa
Close that backdoor can’t get snaked by my homie Oh
Close that backdoor ’cause I know this lil’ phony
Oh
Close that backdoor can’t get shaked at by my homie No no no no no yeah yeah
Close that backdoor ’cause I know that it’s phony No no no no no
