[Intro]
Uh
Uh, uh
(NickNamez)
(Saint Cardona)
[Verse 1]
I got a Glock on me, I got a 'Wess on me, I got a pump in the back of the car
My bro 'nem go and spin, go get him stutter, man, he let it dump from the back of the car
Me, I let it jump from the back of the car
All of this sticky on me, I bet you probably think it's a stunk in the back of the car
I made seven today, I'ma spend it tomorrow
Bitch, I'm a cold assassin, make a murder happen
I'm the devil, baby, I be demon dancin'
Niggas pipin' up but I don't never panic
I'm the quietest one but I flip the fastest
You be actin' bold, bitch, I know you pussy
They bе hoes in person, they don't livе they caption
Pussy lose control when he take over fully
I'm a fuckin' problem, I came from the ashes
I got a check and put up for plenty
Got them trappers steady, got 'em armed and ready
I been tryna tell 'em it ain't nothin' in me
Bitch, I'm cold and empty, that will keep me ready
But I'm fly to the A, need a Glock on entry
Bitch, I gotta move correctly
Give a fuck who you is, could've been my day one
You get slapped the fuck out if you disrespect me
[Chorus]
Uh
Medicine, I'm runnin' 'round sippin' medicine
Steppin' in, my body filled with adrenaline, uh
Tote a gun like, if he reach I'm sendin' him to you
Please forgive me Lord, unless it's your will I'm ain't lettin' 'em get to me
Niggas red eye
Man, these niggas can't get the best of me
I'm too ahead and they still tryin'
Got a BNB to keep my hoes inside
What a night, what a time, what a life
You fucked her over, now he fuckin' with gang and I'm out of spite
[Verse 2]
Young nigga came up from the pavement
I was outside with them demons where it's dangerous
I ain't friendly, you can miss me with that lame shit
I don't fuck with niggas, I don't want to get equated
I remember bein' broke and so degraded
I ain't have shit and I still ain't never hated
Seein' niggas gettin' money was contagious
Made a hundred K at nineteen, I ain't basic, uh
I said I'ma leave it open, boy, it's on me right now at this fuckin' moment
Bitch, come try at the stu' and go catch a trophy
Niggas still actin' tough 'til they face get stolen
And he say he been out here, I never noticed
And my heart Sub Zero, I don't feel emotion
Actin' reckless really get your face exploded
Heart what makes you focused, you act front I'm blowin'
And you won't hear a word from me and I do this shit purposely
I'm like MJ, I take that shit personally
I'ma get who I got with urgency
I put trust in myself in emergency
Under pressure, I execute perfectly
Gettin' tired of the sticks in my city
Can oversee plugs if I want some diversity (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Uh
Medicine, I'm runnin' 'round sippin' medicine
Steppin' in, my body filled with adrenaline, uh
Tote a gun like, if he reach I'm sendin' him to you
Please forgive me Lord, unless it's your will I'm ain't lettin' 'em get to me
Niggas red eye
Man, these niggas can't get the best of me
I'm too ahead and they still tryin'
Got a BNB to keep my hoes inside
What a night, what a time, what a life
You fucked her over, now he fuckin' with gang and I'm out of spite
[Outro]
Yeah
The slow
Yeah, oh
If you ain't know, now you know
Told her be nice to me, bitch
Brr
Velow released Back of the Car on Fri Apr 22 2022.