Nardo Wick - Back To Back (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Nardo Wick - Back To Back (en) Lyrics
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Real niggas in my circle,
you can't fit
Don't fuck with too many,
be on some anti shit
I told her, "Pull up," she
asked me do I trick
Right now I'm fresh as hell,
somebody take a flick
Pretty bitches, back to back, to back
Gang-gang, back to back, to back
Shooters trailin' me, back
to back, to back
Back to back, to back to back,
to back to back to
Back to back, to back to back, to
back to back, to back to back
To shooters
Uh, back to back like Rolls,
I matte-black my Rover
Chop stick gon' show you,
chop stick gon' blow you
My stick gon' huh, huh
Back to back like Rolls,
I matte-black my Rover
My stick gon' huh, uh
They gon' heat me up, but
I been tryna keep it cool
with these lil' niggas
They tried to stop the blow
too late, my finger was
already on the trigger
She call me "Shovel man," she like
thе way I pull up and I dig her
We fucked a hundrеd times, they ask,
I be like, "I ain't ever hit"
Stop all that beatin' 'round the bush,
homie, say it with your chest
Got a lot of dog shit, homie,
know you probably smell it
"Vroom, vroom," that's my name,
Jodie, pull up in this Vette
Go and check the news, brodie,
heard somebody stretched
In your feelings 'bout a bitch,
lil' nigga, better get a grip
Tired of getting taxed for that
shit, lil' nigga, take a trip
This shit I got right here, for sure,
I blow, make everybody dip
Went to visit granny, she said, "What's
that pokin' out your hip?"
I told brodie walk behind, so
he can catch me if I slip
She on 1942, she beggin'
me to take a sip
First, she drove the boat, then
she rode me like a ship
First, you load it up, then
you empty out the clip
I'm not no button, not no regular
clothes, it ain't no pressin' me
I got on 'Venchy, LV, no Nike,
but I got that check on me
If I swing this bitch from
left to right, gon' have
to check on your homie
Lil bruh 'nem known for stoppin'
cars, but they be on go for me
If you get a glimpse when I'm out,
nigga, it's bad luck (Ayy)
I just put ten mill' in the pen,
it made me feel better
Shooter passin' out these bowls, I'm
cold with the blammer (Okay)
My lil' young nigga ran a M on the
road, he a scammer (Run it up)
Drippin' Moncler, I smash 'em,
covered in bezel (Covered up)
But I'm clever, vendettas, raw dope,
it's whatever (Let's go up)
I'm a rapper, but better, if
I go, I go federal (Pluto)
I pour up, I don't measure, I
smash soon I met her (Oh)
I leveled up, my bread up,
I'm fed up, it's pressure
It's gang-gang, you can't hang,
we slimin' out whoever
I keep it on, get stepped
on, in Maison Margiela
Got two cribs in Alpharetta,
they down the street from
each other (Wodie)
I know trap spot, my lil' one,
he know the laptop (Wodie)
Shawty had me Kel-Tec, Chris
Vic, he a vampire (Ooh)
Campin' right in front of
your house and start up a
campfire (Boom, boom)
I just did my numbers then fumbled,
this wasn't a landslide (Super)
Ain't gon' be no nigga who
dissin' you, I'm spinnin'
back to back (Super)
Any nigga say he want a issue,
I'm goin' rat-a-tat (Brrt)
Fifty bullets sittin' in the clip,
it got a nigga arrogant (Drrt)
Murderers on murderers do murders,
my natural habitat (Murder)
Back to back, to back to back
To back, the shooters back
to back (Murder)
To back, the shooters
back to back (Woo)
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