Back 2 Back, Pt. 2 (feat. FMB DZ)

DZ: Put the Glock on em, we gone pull down the block on em
Got a drop on em, I came up I'm 'bout to pop on em
Tay B: Me and bro, we at the top we can't stop on em
Two bitches kissing in my whip, then got top from em
DZ: Po' some mud up, muhfuckas never loved us
I got my brothers, we gone slide for each other
Big boy trust, a 36, got big boy trunks
I hit boy up, ambulance picked boy up
Tay B: Aye, hold on bro don't kill him yet, I'm 'bout to pop up
Lets tear his house up, then go & tear his spouse up
You keyboard thuggin', all you do is tear a mouse up
Fuck being locked up, I'm with my rock boys rocked up
DZ: Saint Laurent scarf cost 400
Tell the bitch get over here, I wanna spend some money
20k on me large, bitch all hundreds
I play it how I wanna play it, cuz I really want it
Tay B: This yo bitch, but I fuck her like she my woman
Me and lil Leek tied in, that's my brother
Getting head while I'm drivin, I'm hittin' the breaks
Every day a couple thousand, I won't hit the safe
Even though I'm ahead, I just keep my pace
I don't see no competition, while y'all in a race
Tryna touch DZ, that's a closed case
& free my pops he respected by the whole state

Hook
DZ: Me & Tay B back to back in them Hellcats
Big boy blunts back to back, can you smell that?
Tay B: Big boy load back to back we gone trail that
No road trips, back to back we gone mail that

DZ: Me & Tay B back to back in them Hellcats
Big boy blunts back to back, can you smell that?
Tay B: Big boy load back to back we gone trail that
No road trips, back to back we gone mail that

DZ: Niggas got me on the edge and it's gettin' steep
Shit fuckin' with my head, I ain't been gettin' sleep
I been rollin' off the molly for a whole week
Better send that deposit, want a show from me
Tay B: That choppa have yo ass singin' like you Jodeci
Everytime I go out bitches notice me
Bape hoodie zipped to the top, how they know its me?
I'm protected by that pistol, I don't be that deep
DZ: When I pull up I'ma squeeze, I hit Cali while I'm with cheese
Gucci printed on my sleeve, back to back we in the lead
Hit my line, what you need? Get you right, guaranteed
I ain't worried bout no nigga, bitch you bleed like I bleed
Tay B: Uh, all facts nigga, we got smack nigga
We not rap niggas, you see we act different
You comin' for that petty shit then we gone tax nigga
You too fuckin' lazy, get up, run a lap nigga

DZ: Me & Tay B back to back in them Hellcats
Big boy blunts back to back, can you smell that?
Tay B: Big boy load back to back we gone trail that
No road trips, back to back we gone mail that

DZ: Me & Tay B back to back in them Hellcats
Big boy blunts back to back, can you smell that?
Tay B: Big boy load back to back we gone trail that
No road trips, back to back we gone mail that