Back To Back / FourSevK

[Intro: SugarHill Keem & Spongy Rolla]
Turn me up (Ayy yo, Ludo)
Turn me up (Grahh)
Ayy yo, Keem man, you already know how the fuck we comin' man (DefBeats did it dirty)
(Move Look) Everything dead (Fuck you talkin' 'bout)
We smokin' on all deads (All deads, every dead nigga)
Let a nigga play stupid in this shit right now
(Move Look, like) I'm smokin' all deads
Grahh-grahh (Like, grahh-grahh)
Smokin' on (Smokin'—) all deads nigga, every dead nigga (Know how the fuck I'm comin)
(Grahh-grahh) Uh

[Chorus: MoveLook]
Matter fact, stop pumpin' his chest
I'm MBK, bitch, everything dead (DOA—DOAK, look)
Ayy yo, Spongy, it's one in the head
I'm smokin' on Chic, that boy got me dead (Is you dumb?)
(Grrra) And I never got shot in my head (Is you dumb?)
Grahh (Move Look)
Like, Move Look, like

[Verse 1: SugarHill Keem]
Opp thot, and she wanna rump
After we rump, I pass it to Sponge (Spongy)
Told bitch, "And I don't wanna fuck"
Lil' bitch, it ain't addin' up
I'm smokin' on deads, who tellin' me what?
(Smokin' all deads) Like, like (Is you dumb?)
Totin' knocka', so you better run, Move Look, grahh (What?)
Mr. Move, bet I make 'em run (On bro, on what?)
And I don't need my gun (Don't— look, like)
Lil' Nazzy, go ahead, pick 'em up (Pump)

[Bridge: SugarHill Keem]
Grahh-grahh, look
And Spongy my brotha', like
Smokin Chic, mummy in a blunt (Chico)
Smokin'— Grahh-grahh, move look (Grrra)

[Verse 2: Spongy Rolla]
Ayy yo, Keem, up it, let it spray (Let it spray)
Yell out, "Blamma", then we yell out, "K" (K)
Niggas pussy, why they wanna play? (What?)
Catch him lackin', hollows eat his face (Grahh)
Spin the [?], got him jumpin' gates
If we catch him, send him to the gates (To the gates)
Couple knocks aimed at his face (Grahh)
Bro send shots, dumpin' thru the race (Grahh-grahh)
Niggas be butt, what y'all tryna say? (What?)
Y'all link with the flocks, so we smokin' Blay (DOAK)
Bando, he pussy, he ain't ever spray (DefBeats did it dirty)
FourSevK, fuck you feel a way

[Bridge 2: Spongy Rolla]
FourSevK
Smokin— (Smokin'—, smokin'—)
You already know how the fuck we comin', man (FourSevK, fuck you feel a way)
FourSevK, fuck you feel a way

[Chorus: SugarHill Keem]
Matter fact, stop pumpin' his chest
I'm MBK, bitch, everything dead (DOA—DOAK, look)
Ayy yo, Spongy, it's one in the head
I'm smokin' on Chic, that boy got me dead (Is you dumb?)
(Like) And I never got shot in my head (Is you dumb?)
Grahh (Is you dumb nigga?)
Like, Move Look, like (Uh)
Matter fact, stop pumpin' his chest
I'm MBK, bitch, everything dead (DOA—DOAK, look)
Ayy yo, Spongy, it's one in the head
I'm smokin' on Chic, that boy got me dead (Is you dumb?)
(Grahh-grahh) And I never got shot in my head (Ayy yo, [?])
Grahh (Smokin' all deads)
Like, Move Look, like