On My Back

[Intro: Duke Dennis & Kai Cenat]
Ayy Kai, man, why these niggas playing, like?
I don't know bro, but we ’bout to walk on this, though
We finna walk, ayy, finna walk on this shit

[Chorus: Duke Dennis]
I took that shit personal, just like I'm drilling
You know where I'm from, so you know how I’m coming
Three years ago, yeah, I know I was bummy
Now I'm buzzing like number 2 on the Hornets
That's how it go, trap moving fast or slow
Never put trust in a hoe, so I watch how I move
All I think about is blues
All I make is money moves, ayy

[Verse 1: Duke Dennis]
Hood nigga, not a street nigga
Only some know that it's a difference
I had to keep my distance
I'm from the D, bread is blue, but don't play for the pistons
Hottest nigga out the city, I know
Six figures six months in a row
They sneak dissing so I know how it go
I'm from the trenches so I keep a pole
Jeff Hardy, top ropes, I'm raw
Twelve on me, I can’t say what I saw
Juat imagine, straped up for the lick
Seventy band, I spent on a car
I don’t care about the fame
Made a million, on the gang
Put my hood on a chain
Don't worry, that bitch on the way
I spent 30k today

[Chorus: Duke Dennis]
I took that shit personal just like I’m drilling
You know where I'm from so you know how I'm coming
Three years ago, yeah, I know I was bummy
Now I'm buzzing like number 2 on the hornets
That’s how it go, trap moving fast or slow
Never put trust in a hoe, so I watch how I move
All I think about is blues
All I make is money moves

[Verse 2: Kai Cenat]
But I'm filling the gas
I'm living too fast
Half a mill on the Tube, yeah, I fuck with my subs
You know they the guys
Tryna run me a bag
Not a rapper but I got the swag
In dior, I don't care about tags
If you reaching, you know I'ma blast
And I'm never in last
Was never in class
Don't care bout my past
I picked up a camera and got me a bag
See the looks on they faces, I know that they mad
I'm with Fanum, my nigga, he stay driving fast
Gang
These niggas got me in my bag
Too humble, not cocky, I don't need to brag
I pray to my god cause some days can get bad
And I'm catching these flights and I'm getting jetlag
Taking these trips out of state
What happened in Boston is staying in Boston
Got love for my brothers, I know they won't cross me
Was hooping the train, now I'm driving a foreign
Shit, Fuck it
I need private jet
My phone airplane mode
Don't got time for no text
Tryna get right, you know I'ma dog, I love sex
We hopped in the lambo and hopped in the vet
Uh
I'm too wavy, all these girls love me
She too crazy, she stay bugging
With my nigga Duke, we thugging
Now they see how we coming
Had to sit back and relax
Remember, I came from the back of the back
Used to be broke, now I'm counting these stacks
If I'm six foot, I'm taller when I stand on me racks