Tund3 & Caleb Kai - Backstreet Lyrics

Came thru, cutting thru the backstreet
Burner on the back seat, woah woah woah
Five star nigga in the back of the taxi
Hugging on blow blow blow
300 deep and we all in her mouth
Lil shawty on go go go
Keep talking blah blah blah
But we like so so so
Came thru, cutting thru the backstreet
Burner on the back seat, woah woah woah
Five star nigga in the back of the taxi
Hugging on blow blow blow
300 deep and we all in her mouth
Lil shawty on go go go
Keep talking blah blah blah
But we like so so so

I came in the latest
Her face Ima paint it
My diamonds Arabian
Ouu I'm so faded, she loving my cadence
She think I'm an alien
I patiently waited, we finally made it
You'll see in my face again
I'm back in my safe again, I look like an atm
Fly like a pilot, my diamonds gone riot
They sing like Mariah
I just be smoking and I just be smoking
And I'm getting higher and higher
I don't take baths, drown in my tub
Only money shower showers
That be for hours and hours
And that be for hours and hours
Got the phone on me, don't record on me
We don't do no fed talk
Got the rock on me, got the sock on me
Then I plank like Ed boy
Try to run on me, tried to front on me
Guarantee he a dead boy
Why you got a vest boy?
Bout to aim for the head boy

Came thru, cutting thru the backstreet
Burner on the back seat, woah woah woah
Five star nigga in the back of the taxi
Hugging on blow blow blow
300 deep and we all in her mouth
Lil shawty on go go go
Keep talking blah blah blah
But we like so so so
Came thru, cutting thru the backstreet
Burner on the back seat, woah woah woah
Five star nigga in the back of the taxi
Hugging on blow blow blow
300 deep and we all in her mouth
Lil shawty on go go go
Keep talking blah blah blah
But we like so so so

If you can't hang, don't smoke
Came in the game for ya ho
Can't change for the fame, can't fold
Money can't save yo soul
But it's gone pay for the glo
New chains for the gang, stay froze
New wave & you can't even float
Gotcha baby calling my
Gotcha baby calling my
Gotcha baby calling my phone
Ima pull up on go
Ima pull up on go
Ima pull up on go
But you know, we can't keep you close
No new friends, new clothes
And I came in with a whole new flow

Came thru, cutting thru the backstreet
Burner on the back seat, woah woah woah
Five star nigga in the back of the taxi
Hugging on blow blow blow
300 deep and we all in her mouth
Lil shawty on go go go
Keep talking blah blah blah
But we like so so so
Came thru, cutting thru the backstreet
Burner on the back seat, woah woah woah
Five star nigga in the back of the taxi
Hugging on blow blow blow
300 deep and we all in her mouth
Lil shawty on go go go
Keep talking blah blah blah
But we like so so so