Backwoods

(Chorus)
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes

I keep running like I’m running through a pack

You know where I’m at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back

They always wanna hang
And man it’s funny when it comes to the strains
You gotta get gains

(Verse 1)
I keep it short
I guess I keep it player
But I’m still a good sport
Means I’m bout the math

But I don’t like to brag
She thinking I’m a dork
But I’m just the bags

Is it really bad if I’m only stealing looks
Every time she listen man I get her by the hook
They want the love letter when I’m writing my book

Making stories
For the drama
I’m only tryna call you mamas
With the commas

But when I hit the stu I gotta hit the trees
Just a dog out marking territory

(Chorus)
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes

I keep running like I’m running through a pack

You know where I’m at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back

They always wanna hang
And man it’s funny when it comes to the strains
You gotta get gains

(Verse 2)
Look
The bars hot but the chain cold
Hating on the drip
Call it chain smoke
But I don’t worry bout it much
Cause talks cheap like a payphone

I swear they always tell you not to take it personal
Cause real life all the shit can be reversible
But My niggas switching shirts never switching teams
My dogs the type to take ya purse and then they flee the scene

I got work but shortie wanting the company too, we pop a cork and then we sip cause it’s something to do
I got her twisting fingers like she wants to join the crew
I Twist the spliff we took a puff, and now we chopped and screwed

(Chorus)
Backwood flows
Backwood hoes

I keep running like I’m running through a pack

You know where I’m at
You just wanna come
Take a hit and kick back

They always wanna hang
And man it’s funny when it comes to the strains
You gotta get gains