Backtrack Marcel Woods

[Chorus]
Bitches wanna backtrack
I'on  wanna bag that
Block  be hot like Baghdad
I will never lack-lack
Forty stay rack-racked
Cookie  out my backpack
You  could get clapped back
Ruger in my napsack
You  could get tap-tapped
Bitches wanna backtrack
I'on wanna bag that
Blocc be hot like Baghdad
I  will never lack-lack
Forty stay rack-racked
Cookie out my backpack
You could get clapped back

[Verse]
They said Woodz, you ain't really doin this
You ain't in the trap, really brewin this
Whole gang bunch of pussies, bunch a lunatics
Til' JC pop out with them ruler clips
He a demon, on some other shit
Have you pussy niggas doin flips
Glock 22, with them hollow-tips
Have you clamin gang, then jumpin ships
I been gettin to them chips
B's down, all my niggas crips
All my niggas crips
All my niggas crips
Oh you want the smoke, I leave a nigga coughin
Tellin you backtrackin ain't a fuckin option
Send the crodies, you know that they ain't stoppin
Leave a nigga six deep, prayin in that coffin
Dumb niggas out here gettin shot for twitter talkin
I ain't with all that, hit em like its Boston
I tote a pen, my crodie tote a Wesson
If you don't think he gonna up it, then test him
If he get caught up, I know he ain't confessin'
All my crodies down to ride, could teach you a lesson
20 on my neck, you know crodie flexin
These bands got my phone hot, no I ain't textin
I swear my shit tapped, I might be just obessin
I swear my shit tapped, I might be just obessin