Back To Back Lyrics - Young Dolph

Let the band play 

Yeah 

Skrrt skrrt, skrrt, uh 

Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back 

And hop out with them racks, 

with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks 

Ayy, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck 

Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, 

we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat 

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Yeah, all these damn dead presidents, 

I'm gettin' too much, it's scarin' me 

Fuck these hoes, just let 'em be, can't let 'em get the best of me 

Bitch, I got the recipe, can't no nigga compare to me 

Yeah, all this water water on me, I might go join the swimming team 

I got dough, Krispy Kreme 

Fresh to death, crispy clean 

Bitch I smoke Christmas trees 

Got them lumps in my jeans 

Diamonds jumping, trampoline 

Uh, all you hear is bling (Bling) 

Ball so hard, they think we cheatin' 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you see it 

Photos 

Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back 

And hop out with them racks, 

with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks 

Ayy, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck 

Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, 

we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat 

We pull up back to back, back to back to back to back to back 

No, I don't play fair, shit 'round my neck jumpin' like jumping jacks 

All these bitches swear that they 

love me, bitch, you just love these stacks 

Dolph come on the radio, your girl gon' turn it up to the max 

Paper Route, Paper Route, Paper Route (Uh) 

Motherfuckin' Business, lil' nigga (Uh) 

Fuck this rap shit, 

got some homeboys down the road doin' life 

sentence, lil' nigga (Free my dawgs, free my dawgs) 

I never played tennis but I got racks (Racks) 

Eight stacks just for a backpack (Racks) 

See some fuck niggas, then blatt blatt (Blatt blatt) 

Blatt blatt blatt blatt (Ayy) 

Lake Michigan on my wrist (Flooded) 

Mississippi river on my neck (Flooded) 

Went to hollywood just to go flex (It's Dolph) 

I took his bitch, made her my pet (Bitch) 

I wish all of my old hoes the best (Fuck y'all) 

Me and Tray-Tray on a jet (Bitch) 

Blue Power Ranger on his chest, hah, blessed 

Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back 

And hop out with them racks, 

with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks 

Ayy, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck 

Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, 

we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat