[Intro]
(Y2 is that you?)
Wow wow, wow
(I missed you, Bryce)
Wow wow, wow wow
Wow wow, huh, huh
[Chorus]
I just rocked a show out in Toronto (Ooh, yeah)
I prefer Backwoods, this not no Fronto (Ooh, yeah)
Be up in that spot that you cannot go (Yeah)
Skr, skr, skr, skr, skr, I ran a pothole (Ooh, yeah)
Ugh, I don't know which way I'm goin
Niggas in the way but I just gotta keep going
Got my ammo ready, I'm about to start blowing
I know why you like me it's cuz Lil Go important
[Verse]
It's gon' take 'bout five niggas
I'ma stack like nine figures
Bitch, I need my diamonds bigger
They hate it's us, nigga, cry a river
That nigga bluff, he ain't sliding with you
They setting up, setting up (Yeah)
I shoulda told you like it's tough (Oh yeah)
Flip, flip, flipping
Kicking shit up like the shell
Ain't caught by no nigga, bitch, I did it by myself
They tryna play my top like I touch a fucking shelf (Ooh)
'Til I got a whooping on them niggas with the belt
I ain't ask bout shit, nigga, this what I was delt
I turned to a rich nigga, they thought I would fail
I just sent my bro some cash, I just paid his bail
I just sent my sis' some cash even though I can't be there (Yeah)
(Y2 is that you?)
Wow wow, wow
(I missed you, Bryce)
Wow wow, wow wow
Wow wow, huh, huh
[Chorus]
I just rocked a show out in Toronto (Ooh, yeah)
I prefer Backwoods, this not no Fronto (Ooh, yeah)
Be up in that spot that you cannot go (Yeah)
Skr, skr, skr, skr, skr, I ran a pothole (Ooh, yeah)
Ugh, I don't know which way I'm goin
Niggas in the way but I just gotta keep going
Got my ammo ready, I'm about to start blowing
I know why you like me it's cuz Lil Go important
[Verse]
It's gon' take 'bout five niggas
I'ma stack like nine figures
Bitch, I need my diamonds bigger
They hate it's us, nigga, cry a river
That nigga bluff, he ain't sliding with you
They setting up, setting up (Yeah)
I shoulda told you like it's tough (Oh yeah)
Flip, flip, flipping
Kicking shit up like the shell
Ain't caught by no nigga, bitch, I did it by myself
They tryna play my top like I touch a fucking shelf (Ooh)
'Til I got a whooping on them niggas with the belt
I ain't ask bout shit, nigga, this what I was delt
I turned to a rich nigga, they thought I would fail
I just sent my bro some cash, I just paid his bail
I just sent my sis' some cash even though I can't be there (Yeah)
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