Back Streets PT2

[Intro]
Wake up filthy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wake up filthy
Wake up, wake up, wake up filthy, aye
Yuh

My niggas lurk on the backstreet
I got the pack and I run like an athlete, yuh
My niggas lurk on the backstreet
I got the pack and I run like an athlete, yuh
My niggas lurk on the backstreet
My niggas lurk on the backstreet (Yeah, yeah)
My niggas lurk on the backstreet

[Chorus]
My niggas lurk on the backstreet
I got the pack and I run like a track meet, aye
Stretching the work like an athlete
You try to run off you can’t get past me, aye
I just made 10 times 10, nigga that was just last week
And nigga, I don’t really need no friends but I saw your ass on the backstreet

[Verse]
I saw your ass on the backroad
All of my niggas got bankrolls
Got Hidden NY on my ankles
I ain't got time to chase hoes
We run up and I’m giving you halos
If she fuckin’ my twin, we the BangBros
I got [?]
Hittin’ this thing like, “Where did yo chain go?”
Nigga, we leavin’ the case closed
All my niggas shippin’ a tank load
And my nigga might [?]
I’m on my way to the bank though
While you niggas still chasing a skank hoe

[Chorus]
My niggas lurk on the backstreet
I got the pack and I run like a track meet, aye
Stretching the work like an athlete
You try to run off you can’t get past me, aye
I just made 10 times 10, nigga that was just last week
And nigga, I don’t really need no friends but I saw your ass from the best view
My niggas lurk on the backstreet
I got the pack and I run like a track meet, aye
Stretching the work like an athlete
You try to run off you can’t get past me, aye
I just made 10 times 10, nigga that was just last week
And nigga, I don’t really need no friends but I saw your ass on the back street