CEO Trayle
Back 2 Back
[Intro]
(Sonny Digital)
(Damn it, Franchise, you did it again)

[Chorus: Sonny Digital]
Ayy, spin 'em back to back, fuck these hoes, let’s get these racks (Racks)
N***as ain't on shit, just makin' hits and gettin’ plaques (Yeah)
Like a bitch that's gettin' surgery, I'm tryna get some racks (Racks)
Put my partner on a Demon, then he pay me back in packs
I wear Dior, a lil' Chanel (Lil' Chanel)
Oh, you a demon? That's why you broke as hell, oh yeah (Yeah)
I wear Dior, a lil' Chanel (Lil’ Chanel)
Oh, you a demon? That’s why you broke as hell, yeah

[Verse 1: Sonny Digital]
Bitch, I'm way too up, y’all fake as fuck, it's somethin' to speak about
Brand new Bentlеy truck, I wrapped it up like a TV season now
How your ass a slut whеn your daddy at church and he preaching loud?
Fuck it, open your mouth, catch this shit, then my dick skeetin' out
Yeah, man, that n***a square, he can’t be around
And I got the vision, 40/40, I can see it now
Had to pop an Addy 'cause I gotta watch who I sleep around
Ayy, watch your back, ooh, gotta watch who you keep around
Yeah, mmm, shit been gettin' crazy than a fool
Yeah, bullets out that Glock, it hit your back like a masseuse
If it's up, then it's stuck there
She ask me if I want the top, I told that ho, "Fuck yeah"
[Chorus: Sonny Digital]
Ayy, spin 'em back to back, fuck these hoes, let's get these racks (Racks)
N***as ain't on shit, just makin' hits and gettin' plaques (Yeah)
Like a bitch that's gettin' surgery, I'm tryna get some racks (Racks)
Put my partner on a Demon, then he pay me back in packs
I wear Dior, a lil' Chanel (Lil' Chanel)
Oh, you a demon? That's why you broke as hell, oh yeah (Yeah)
I wear Dior, a lil' Chanel (Lil' Chanel)
Oh, you a demon? That's why you broke as hell, yeah

[Verse 2: CEO Trayle]
A Big Back Blocka, I posted bail
Tried to come through that backdoor like me and failed
First I hit the Dior store with my bitch and then Chanel
Ayy, I just bought a chopper with my Zelle
Told a bitch, "I told you you can't talk 'bout no one else"
I wan' talk 'bout money, I don't talk 'bout no one else
Yeah, I still could cook the shell, I still run from the sheriff
That bitch can't come in my house no more, she knocked down all my beverage
I talk this shit, I smell rich
Go get your scale, bitch
I haven't used the mail since, a fuckin' terrorist
They know I'm tryna go legit
We got money, let's go and get it
We be blowin' shit
N***a, you still be owin' shit
[Chorus: Sonny Digital]
Ayy, spin 'em back to back, fuck these hoes, let's get these racks (Racks)
N***as ain't on shit, just makin' hits and gettin' plaques (Yeah)
Like a bitch that's gettin' surgery, I'm tryna get some racks (Racks)
Put my partner on a Demon, then he pay me back in packs
I wear Dior, a lil' Chanel (Lil' Chanel)
Oh, you a demon? That's why you broke as hell, oh yeah (Yeah)
I wear Dior, a lil' Chanel (Lil' Chanel)
Oh, you a demon? That's why you broke as hell, yeah