Lil Chubbbz - backrooms Lyrics

Got this money comin' in
Yeah, I'm feelin' like Drake in this bitch, cause Anita Max Wynn
Yeah, smokin' with Booga, you know he my twin
If you sayin' I ain't a goat, you know you a joker like Brian Quinn
Know I'm shoppin', this ain't retail
Yeah, your shawty love the weed smell
Eyes low, can't see well
But a steak on my plate, finna eat well
Yeah, I'm f*ckin' your bitch, now she want more
Yeah, it's round two, like an encore
Your mama a whale, but she on shore
So high, I walk into the wrong store
So high, I walk into the backrooms
Took yo hoe because I had to
Get a bong and take a rip and then I buy a zip, I'm smokin' a whole bag, too
Know I'm speedin' when I pass you
Bitch, you got me in a bad mood
If he wanna f*ck with me, then I'ma let the chopper eat him like he fast food, yeah
Lamborghini with the two-door, Yeah, I'm swervin'
Know I pull out with a new hoe, Yeah, she flirtin'
You know I'm a dog like Cujo, Yeah, for certain
Smoke a blunt and roll up two more till my lungs start hurtin'
I'ma do it again
F*ckin' your bitch and I'm f*ckin' her friend
Makin' money every day while I spend
Make a milli' then I go on a bend
Make a milli' then I go on a bender
When I'm shoppin', I'm a big, big spender
Hittin' your bitch from the back like a fender
I'ma kill a beat and make it surrender
Bitch I'm faded, know I'm smokin' the pack
Yeah, you know I hit your bitch from the back
Makin' money every day, yeah, I stack
I told that bitch to come over like stat
Bitch, you know I'm the biggest, like I'm Shaq
Bitch, you know that I'm a goat, it's a fact
Yeah, they talkin' shit until I attack
Bitch, I'm done with this song, this shit a wrap