Danny, yuh
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back, yuh yuh
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back, yuh
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back, yuh yuh
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back (back)
Back to back
Put the pen to the pad, yuh yuh
I'm killin' this beat, I'm leavin' that beat wit' a toe-tag, yuh yuh
You put up a snippet, I put up a track
Heard all of your music, man that's sounding trash
All of that is so whack, huh
Leave your future in the past (hell yeah)
Thirty-over on the dash (uh-huh)
Got some tickets, never crashed
But your rap career, I just passed
Don't ever give your boy sass
RIQ send me beats everyday, all I gotta do is just spaz
Better bet I'm gon' spaz out
Never ever need a handout
Never ever see me man-down
Never debt, so no one ran down
Buy beats, all I do is cash out
No lease, livin' in a glass house
Throw stones, then they got their hands out
Dub a hater and what they be talkin' bout
True wit, talkin' bout, but they ain't doing it
Lyrically, I got a full clip
True Money Universal, my clique
I made that, then it paid back
Then I laid back, soon a Maybach
From a backpack, never faked that
Only state that, 'cause they hate that
I create that
Danny, yuh
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back, yuh yuh
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back, yuh
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
Yeah we back, and we pack
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back, yuh yuh
This year, me and RIQ, we goin' back to back (back)