[Intro]
(When you see us, you know we mean business)
(DJ Metro)
(DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)

[Chorus: Boss Buka]
G-19 is tucked so damn tight, you can't see it on me
Thought you was gon' backdoor a backdoor, you tweakin' on me
We don't call it extras no more, we call it backends
Took the plug down, he was cappin', he got to taxin'
Just bought some brand new Amiris just to stuff these racks in
Collectin' all that shit and hit the loft, now I'm relaxin'
I'm blowin' exotic smoke, foenem really got them packs in
7.62 just caught an opp, y'all better check in

[Verse 1: Boss Buka]
Check in on y'all peoples 'cause these bodies steady droppin'
We don't play no games with these n***as on that opp shit
You love that ho, but she be out here fuckin', on that thot shit
Fire this bitch up for 'bout five minutes with this mopstick
Bring the Drac' out in this bitch, get busy
Keep the bitch on me, can't loaf in my city
Stay dangerous, gotta stand on that business
N***as be actin' and talkin' like bitches
Glizzy with a switch go and hit with that rhythm
Don't make me mad, bitch, I got me a temper
Rollin' exotic, we smokin' on Kimber
This heart in my body as cold as December
This shit right here is not for the weak
If you a ho, n***a, you ain't ridin' with me
Got killers and scammers that's ridin' with me
A demon in Palm Angel, Gucci on me
An expensive-ass shoe what I put on my feet
Got too many guns, ain't warrin' with me
Glocks, FNs, Dracos, and them bitches always stay near me
[Chorus: Boss Buka]
G-19 is tucked so damn tight, you can't see it on me
Thought you was gon' backdoor a backdoor, you tweakin' on me
We don't call it extras no more, we call it backends
Took the plug down, he was cappin', he got to taxin'
Just bought some brand new Amiris just to stuff these racks in
Collectin' all that shit and hit the loft, now I'm relaxin'
I'm blowin' exotic smoke, foenem really got them packs in
7.62 just caught an opp, y'all better check in

[Verse 2: CEO Trayle]
Ayy, C4, n***a not checkin' in
Backdoor, n***a, I'm breakin' in
Finesse these rap n***as, make an M
Get two hundred thousand worth of bands
Five hundred thousand worth of 'bows
Uh, couple loads
I'm in LA like a Trader Joes
I think I done kicked like a [?] doors
Bitch gettin' mad I won't take her a rose
Pull up at the dealership, take her to Rolls
She want a new ass, some titties, a nose
Play, then you dead, do you see the crows?
Whip this shit with both eyes closed
Check my background, 4 not told
Click that switch, then it go auto
Then I go ride around in a four-by-four
You a lil' n***a that nobody know
I'm the big boss, I just pay it and go
Wait on a lick and then what do you know?
Slide two hundred thousand, it came out the floor
Yeah, n***a, we ain't come here to make no friends, we came to pick up a load
He ain't wanna play fair, that got him Zoed
Up that, lay down, they call me 4
[Chorus: Boss Buka]
G-19 is tucked so damn tight, you can't see it on me
Thought you was gon' backdoor a backdoor, you tweakin' on me
We don't call it extras no more, we call it backends
Took the plug down, he was cappin', he got to taxin'
Just bought some brand new Amiris just to stuff these racks in
Collectin' all that shit and hit the loft, now I'm relaxin'
I'm blowin' exotic smoke, foenem really got them packs in
7.62 just caught an opp, y'all better check in