Look
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
I keep it short
I guess I keep it player
But I'm still a good sport
That means I'm bout the math
But I don't like to brag
She thinking I'm a dork
But I'm just in my bag
Is it really bad if I'm only stealing looks
Every time she listen man I get her by the hook
They want the love letter when I'm writing my book
Making stories
For the drama
I'm only tryna call you mamas
With the commas
But when I hit the stu I gotta hit the trees
Just a dog out marking territory
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
The bars hot but the chain cold
Hating on the drip
Call it chain-smoke
But I don't worry bout it much
Cause talks cheap like a payphone
I swear they always tell you not to take it personal
Cause real life all the shit can be reversible
But my niggas switching shirts never switching teams
My dogs the type to take ya purse and then they flee the scene
I got work but shortie wanting the company too
We pop a cork and then we sip cause it's something to do
I got her twisting fingers like she wants to join the crew
I twist the spliff we took a puff and now we chopped and screwed
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
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Look
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
I keep it short
I guess I keep it player
But I'm still a good sport
That means I'm bout the math
But I don't like to brag
She thinking I'm a dork
But I'm just in my bag
Is it really bad if I'm only stealing looks
Every time she listen man I get her by the hook
They want the love letter when I'm writing my book
Making stories
For the drama
I'm only tryna call you mamas
With the commas
But when I hit the stu I gotta hit the trees
Just a dog out marking territory
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
The bars hot but the chain cold
Hating on the drip
Call it chain-smoke
But I don't worry bout it much
Cause talks cheap like a payphone
I swear they always tell you not to take it personal
Cause real life all the shit can be reversible
But my niggas switching shirts never switching teams
My dogs the type to take ya purse and then they flee the scene
I got work but shortie wanting the company too
We pop a cork and then we sip cause it's something to do
I got her twisting fingers like she wants to join the crew
I twist the spliff we took a puff and now we chopped and screwed
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
I keep it short
I guess I keep it player
But I'm still a good sport
That means I'm bout the math
But I don't like to brag
She thinking I'm a dork
But I'm just in my bag
Is it really bad if I'm only stealing looks
Every time she listen man I get her by the hook
They want the love letter when I'm writing my book
Making stories
For the drama
I'm only tryna call you mamas
With the commas
But when I hit the stu I gotta hit the trees
Just a dog out marking territory
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
The bars hot but the chain cold
Hating on the drip
Call it chain-smoke
But I don't worry bout it much
Cause talks cheap like a payphone
I swear they always tell you not to take it personal
Cause real life all the shit can be reversible
But my niggas switching shirts never switching teams
My dogs the type to take ya purse and then they flee the scene
I got work but shortie wanting the company too
We pop a cork and then we sip cause it's something to do
I got her twisting fingers like she wants to join the crew
I twist the spliff we took a puff and now we chopped and screwed
I keep running
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Like I'm running through a pack
You know where I'm at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back
They always wanna hang
But man it's funny when it comes to the strain
You gotta get gains
Writer: Tristan Clarke
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