[Intro: CEO Trayle]
Yeah
Backdoor, Section 8, ayy, Backdoor, Section 8
(Stribb on the beat)
Backdoor, Section 8
[Verse 1: CEO Trayle]
Yeah, it's burglar bars in the bricks, 'stensions on them guns
We got ARs with the tits, uh, just filled a honey bun
We got the squad in this bitch, ayy, ayy, ayy, pussy nigga might run
Ayy, I just glisten shit for fun, and I'm stuffin' my pockets big as Pun
We some Section 8ers, ayy, I was still chasin' this paper
My Draco scare the neighbors, two hundred pounds, different flavors
Niggas end up bein' traitors
I put that money underground, tryna find it, diggin' craters
When she came over, I put her out, blamed it on Mother Nature
[Verse 2: VL Deck]
Proceed with cautious, I'm dangerous (I'm dangerous)
I call shots like the Rangers (Yeah)
Spendin' guap, that's my language (Hello?)
Amiri trousers, these no Wranglers (No Wranglers)
Carti' bracelets, these no bangles (Aight)
The way I pop it, need to stop it
I set the trend, I bet they copy
If I want you, I pay the fee
Big old gun, it shake and screech
We at your door, bro backin' me
I get you smashed for bags of weed (Gas)
No OVO, the Drac' with me (I'm strapped)
We don't sleep, [?][1:07]
Yeah
Backdoor, Section 8, ayy, Backdoor, Section 8
(Stribb on the beat)
Backdoor, Section 8
[Verse 1: CEO Trayle]
Yeah, it's burglar bars in the bricks, 'stensions on them guns
We got ARs with the tits, uh, just filled a honey bun
We got the squad in this bitch, ayy, ayy, ayy, pussy nigga might run
Ayy, I just glisten shit for fun, and I'm stuffin' my pockets big as Pun
We some Section 8ers, ayy, I was still chasin' this paper
My Draco scare the neighbors, two hundred pounds, different flavors
Niggas end up bein' traitors
I put that money underground, tryna find it, diggin' craters
When she came over, I put her out, blamed it on Mother Nature
[Verse 2: VL Deck]
Proceed with cautious, I'm dangerous (I'm dangerous)
I call shots like the Rangers (Yeah)
Spendin' guap, that's my language (Hello?)
Amiri trousers, these no Wranglers (No Wranglers)
Carti' bracelets, these no bangles (Aight)
The way I pop it, need to stop it
I set the trend, I bet they copy
If I want you, I pay the fee
Big old gun, it shake and screech
We at your door, bro backin' me
I get you smashed for bags of weed (Gas)
No OVO, the Drac' with me (I'm strapped)
We don't sleep, [?][1:07]
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