Back to Top

Back 2 me Video (MV)




Performed By: trapface x
Language: English
Length: 1:14
Written by: Xavier Olguin
[Correct Info]



trapface x - Back 2 me Lyrics
Official




I feel I'm out of my mind but I made too much money to fall off my feet
Worry bout f*cking a bitch but I do it on daily before I go to sleep
Talkin bout hundreds you never touch em while I run a couple every week
Run a couple hundreds now I'm really gonna say it give it back to me
I've been out of control, out of control I've been out my mind
Chances more than two then they can't survive
Come and chill with me, come and catch a vibe
Smoke a couple blunts, maybe come by five
I'm just tryna f*ck, I don't care about your sign
Guess it's too late, I ran out of time
I feel I'm out of my mind but I made too much money to fall off my feet
Worry bout f*cking a bitch but I do it on daily before I go to sleep
Talkin bout hundreds you never touch em while I run a couple every week
Run a couple hundreds now I'm really gonna say it give it back to me
Bitch callin on my phone, I ain't never goin home
I been sellin drugs like I'm Al Capone
Woah, woah, I ain't never goin no
No, oh, go big or go home
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

I feel I'm out of my mind but I made too much money to fall off my feet
Worry bout f*cking a bitch but I do it on daily before I go to sleep
Talkin bout hundreds you never touch em while I run a couple every week
Run a couple hundreds now I'm really gonna say it give it back to me
I've been out of control, out of control I've been out my mind
Chances more than two then they can't survive
Come and chill with me, come and catch a vibe
Smoke a couple blunts, maybe come by five
I'm just tryna f*ck, I don't care about your sign
Guess it's too late, I ran out of time
I feel I'm out of my mind but I made too much money to fall off my feet
Worry bout f*cking a bitch but I do it on daily before I go to sleep
Talkin bout hundreds you never touch em while I run a couple every week
Run a couple hundreds now I'm really gonna say it give it back to me
Bitch callin on my phone, I ain't never goin home
I been sellin drugs like I'm Al Capone
Woah, woah, I ain't never goin no
No, oh, go big or go home
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Xavier Olguin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: trapface x

Tags:
No tags yet