Back Door LilCJ Kasino (Ft. Maxo Kream)
"Back Door" by LilCJ Kasino featuring Maxo Kream is a hip-hop track released in 2021. The lyrics explore themes of street life, resilience, and loyalty, reflecting the struggles and triumphs of urban existence. The song features a catchy beat and dynamic flows, showcasing the artists' unique styles. Its cultural impact resonates with listeners familiar with the realities of the streets. #HipHop
[Intro: LilCJ Kasino]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Kasino shit nigga
Maxo Kasino shit nigga
It's YL on Dem 808s
Maxed out fucking with us
Nah for real
[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino]
Pull up to my trap, you knock at the back door
We super stocked, we got whatever you ask for
Nike drawers lil nigga, I gotta tax though
Flip the packs, start pulling racks out my asshole
Lil boy don't get shot in the face tryna act bold
Don't need me no liquor, that's what they made Act for
Come through that bitch dripping, he like, "Where his neck go?"
You losing, I'm booling but cooling with Maxo
This that Texas shit, that real reckless shit
Pull up, go to stretchin' shit, bullets start fetching shit
Ain't no checking shit (No way), please don't test this shit
You know them ape niggas deadly
Might send you to heaven the way we be blessing shit
[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]
Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, uh
Fake O scale in the pot
Draco, Glocks, keep the door unlocked, ayy ayy
Traphouse jumping off the meter
Piles in the trash can, pints in the freezer, whoa whoa
Obama gas bag like the president
Just finesse on the plug with the counterfeit
Shoot shells, fuck 12, they ain't taking shit
Been dabbing persona and etiquette
Maxo El Chapo, bitches suck me like it's lipo
Suck that dick, look like a light pole, what? Double cup my Styro'
Headlines like a typo, ayy
Crash dummies, no Geico, whoa
Thirty-eight special for pressure (Let's get it)
Whip up and bag up them extras
Like Mike ass nigga, like Bow Wow
I'll up the pipe, make a nigga pipe down
Up the pole like a motherfucking stripper
Shooting drills like an LA Clipper
Gucci Gang, Kream Gang
Banana clips, orangutan
Halfways, whole things
Beat a rap nigga up then I take his chain, gang
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Kasino shit nigga
Maxo Kasino shit nigga
It's YL on Dem 808s
Maxed out fucking with us
Nah for real
[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino]
Pull up to my trap, you knock at the back door
We super stocked, we got whatever you ask for
Nike drawers lil nigga, I gotta tax though
Flip the packs, start pulling racks out my asshole
Lil boy don't get shot in the face tryna act bold
Don't need me no liquor, that's what they made Act for
Come through that bitch dripping, he like, "Where his neck go?"
You losing, I'm booling but cooling with Maxo
This that Texas shit, that real reckless shit
Pull up, go to stretchin' shit, bullets start fetching shit
Ain't no checking shit (No way), please don't test this shit
You know them ape niggas deadly
Might send you to heaven the way we be blessing shit
[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]
Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, uh
Fake O scale in the pot
Draco, Glocks, keep the door unlocked, ayy ayy
Traphouse jumping off the meter
Piles in the trash can, pints in the freezer, whoa whoa
Obama gas bag like the president
Just finesse on the plug with the counterfeit
Shoot shells, fuck 12, they ain't taking shit
Been dabbing persona and etiquette
Maxo El Chapo, bitches suck me like it's lipo
Suck that dick, look like a light pole, what? Double cup my Styro'
Headlines like a typo, ayy
Crash dummies, no Geico, whoa
Thirty-eight special for pressure (Let's get it)
Whip up and bag up them extras
Like Mike ass nigga, like Bow Wow
I'll up the pipe, make a nigga pipe down
Up the pole like a motherfucking stripper
Shooting drills like an LA Clipper
Gucci Gang, Kream Gang
Banana clips, orangutan
Halfways, whole things
Beat a rap nigga up then I take his chain, gang
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