Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Ay, ReTread, bless my ears
I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that
Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that
I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man
I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp
100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that
It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man
Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man
Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?"
S-Slide, in the DMs, IG
Now she wanna know if she's my next wifey
She said she's hot, me and bro too icy
Everything I do, she wanna check like Nike
Likely, her temper's tiny
I don't do football, I heard they wanna sign me
She calls me a bike, 'cause the way she wanna ride me
She way too crazy, if I hide, she gonna find me
B-B-Blow out your brains with this dubstep
Pull up, Pull up to the club and I might cause an upset
P-P-Pull up to her house and I know she's getting undressed, undressed
House and I know she's getting undressed, undressed
I'm in the BackoftheParty and these bitches so bad
I'm in the BackoftheParty and these bitches so bad
I'm in the BackoftheParty and these bitches so bad
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad (Grra)
I-I-I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that
Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that
I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man
I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp
100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that
It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man
Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man
Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?"
Hear this pussy tryna tell me that he trapping
Little bro, you fucking trapped
Me and Celly on the beat, these other rappers fucking trash
I might run up on your gang like you don't know I'm fucking tapped
Bro I'm staying with the huh, like I never fucking lack
My music getting big numbers, big figures
Bitches in the party and they all got thick figures
I might really end your life, not even tryna fuck with ya
They think I'm getting started but I'm only getting bigger
We both got a manager, the difference is I pay mine
F-F-Fuck TfL and bro, fuck Trainline
2 Lyca's, they been hitting up the same line
We both got a bitch but the difference is: I hate mine
Aint no capping in my rap but tell my mum that all my songs aint real
In the club I'm sipping whisky, I ain't geeking off a pill
Took her back into my yard and now she eat me like a meal, yeah
Yeah, she eat me like a meal
I-I-I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that
Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that
I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man
I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp
100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that
It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man
Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man
Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?"
I'm in the BackoftheParty, the gyaldem wan' me
She wanna be my B like we poured the 'Cardi
Live my best life like my name is Hardy
With me, she fell in love like my name's Carti
No cap, she love to snap back
Baby, what's your name? Baby, handle my Snapchat
She wan' grab my number, not talking WhatsApp
Now Tread's in the party saying "Where's the thots at" yeah
I-I-I got bangers waiting in the vault, I needa drop that
Why she always call my phone? I really had to block that
I ain't, I ain't even 19 but I still pulled up with a Glock, man
I got bitches on my phone, I got milfs on my WhatsApp
100 fucking thousand, tell that bitch he couldn't do that
It don't, It don't make no difference if she said she got a new man
Taking all these W's, I never fucking lose man
Step into the dance and everybody saying "who's that?"
BackoftheParty
Yeah, yeah, huh (Ay, ReTread, bless my ears)
Writer(s): D. Rozé, King Kxnji, Mar Celly, Re Tread
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