(Chorus)
It go back! forth!
Show em what you really bout
Ayy back! forth!
Fellas show em what you really bout
Back! forth!
Ladies show em what you really bout
Ayy back! forth!
Curtis show em what you really bout

(Verse)
Ok I'm serious wit it
Serious wicked on the mic tho
Smile so big
My confidence tall as Eiffel-

Towers
Feel like I can do this shit for hours
Whole aesthetic flowers
Holding the golden power

Bruce Leroy
With the master glow
Causing damage
I think I got the disaster flow
No actor tho
Lights camera action tho
Cus I'm a star in position
Slash with musician

Probably open up for Kendrick
Get my fans all attending
Let em spazz for a minute
Then I dance get to Jitting, Ayy

Whole body moving
I got em grooving to the tunes
Say skies the limit
Then watch me take it to the moon, Ayy

Take off like a rocket
I'm an astronaut
You outta options
Boy I'm outta pocket, Cus the flow is so unorthodox

It's So immaculate
Tell em we ain't average
Flow is on Alaska
And we colder than a pandas crib

(Chorus x2)
Back! forth!
Show me what you really bout
Back! forth!
Fellas show em what you really bout
Back! forth!
Ladies show em what you really bout
Back! forth!
Curtis show em what you really bout
(Break)
Breath
Yo we should let it breath
Yeah yeah we should let it breath
Now gone check the Steeze

(Verse 2)

Look
I got that jazzy-melodic
Out of pocket
Nappy and nodded
Keep yo head nodding
Getting it jumping like them hydraulics

Bumping chronic
On the aftermath
After that I ask the band
To help me with the bass
I grab the mic and then I rap again

This is for the people
Who be doubting me
Proudly I keep my head up
If they talkin down on me
Proud of me
The city got my back
Keep the hottest track
Yo My wave like a freight train
You ain't stopping that

Hopping back
As if I shot a buzzer beater
Boy my tongue is ether
Got the vegitation
While you other brothers
Only Tumble weaving

It's the thunder season
And you messing wit Zeus
Tell me what's a gang member
To an army of troops

Well they both in gangs
Ones just bigger
But Curtis Roach is someone
You can't fuck wit n***a

Ready or not
It's game over if they play me
Curtis roach be the new ice cube
You love to hate me

(Chorus)
Back, forth
Show me what you really bout
Back, forth
Fellas show em what you really bout
Back, forth
Ladies show em what you really bout
Back, forth
Imma show em what you really bout