[Intro: CEO Trayle]
Ayy (Dubba-AA flex)
Backdoor, Backdoor
Yeah, I'ma grab my nuts for this shit, n***a
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Ayy, ayy
[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
The dope spot open, the trap spot open
The opps still smokin’, the block still rollin'
Ayy, and the cops still scopin', these fuck n***as hopin’
I'm rubbin' this money like lotion, my cup look like a potion
[Verse: CEO Trayle]
On Percocet, they dosin', I hit the bitch, I'm strokin'
Bitch shut that door, just close it, I count money in the open
These fuck n***as still loafin', my nuts still swollen
The plan still in motion, this shit still motion
Ayy, the plug still throw it, go to Candy Land and throw it
I'm Backdoor, man, you know it, did I hit your bitch? You know it
I was runnin’ from cop, you know it, did I get away? You know it
Percocet boxin’ me like Floyd, out of that box, told 'em, "Free my boys"
Did I stash it? You know it, talkin’ cash shit, you know it
Did I spare n***as? You know it, I ain't even want to spare him
Did I spare 12? Hell yeah, hella times
N***a blitz the block, then spinned around
Mr. Big Backdoor, I kicked it down, my bitch somethin' ignorant now
No, I don't want no white bitch, fuck I’ma do with Iggy now?
I was in DC gamblin' with Twink, damn near put up fifty down
Yeah, got a lil' bitch, she just want a drink, so she leavin' with me now
Fuck that bitch, she ain't wanna leave, so she livin' with me now
Ayy, pop the Perc', Twink, and codeine and wash it down
My lil' broski rollin' thunk, damn, the opps smell super loud
Wanna go fuck my old bitch and take that dog to cougar town
Wanna go fuck my young bitch but she want money right now
So I Zelle somethin'
Yeah, he on whisperin' and shit, like, "Here Trayle comin'"
Yeah, somethin' fishy in this bitch, Backdoor smell somethin'
Yeah, we into it, know how this end, death or jail, done
Ayy, yeah, Backdoor, Backdoor, Backdoor
[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
The dope spot open, the trap spot open
The opps still smokin', the block still rollin'
Ayy, and the cops still scopin', these fuck n***as hopin'
I'm rubbin' this money like lotion, my cup look like a potion
[Outro]
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