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Don Toliver - Backend [Official Music Video]
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Fred On Em
Fred On Em
Produzent:in
Wave Mechanics
Wave Mechanics
Produzent:in
RYAN MELLOW
RYAN MELLOW
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Made, made, made a lotta money on the backend (Yeah)
Yeah, lil' ****, I'm taxin' (Yeah)
Pull up clean in the Aston
I'm bad like Michael Jackson (Woo)
What you want, ****? I'm askin' (Uh-huh)
Got the bag in, ain't no cappin' (Uh-huh)
Thirty on my waist, fuck fashion
Stretch the bitch out, it's elastic
[Verse 2]
Made, made, made a lotta money on the backend (Yeah)
Yeah, lil' ****, I'm taxin' (Yeah)
Pull up clean in the Aston
I'm bad like Michael Jackson (Woo)
What you want, ****? I'm askin' (Uh-huh)
Got the bag in, ain't no cappin' (Uh-huh)
Thirty on my waist, fuck fashion
Stretch the bitch out, it's elastic
[Verse 3]
Measure the lil' ho with a ruler (Yeah)
Hit you in your head, I'll do ya
Fresh style clean like a cooler (Cooler)
Ice tray, Johnny Dang (Ice)
Smoke radiate like hookah
Out of state, catchin' plays (Ay)
Cheddar on the phone like, boo-yeah
If you want it, I'll send it right to ya (Let's go)
[Verse 4]
Blue forty-two with the Ruger (Woo)
Headshot, FaceTime, oorah
Milly turned mad with the ooh-ah (Ooh-ah)
We poppin' at you, huh (Let's go)
Pull up in a Lamb' like Duwap
Hit it out the park like a rockstar (Gone)
Smokin' hella weed out in Bed-Stuy (Gone)
Hit New York with a bitch with her breast out
If you had a **** sayin' with your chest out (Did it)
I'ma pull out the lot, I'ma cash out (Get it)
Thirty four hunnid, that's a cash out (Cash)
Got a bad lil' bitch with her ass out (Woo)
Tryna run a dice game, you gon' crap out (Crap)
Had to stuff APs in the stash house (P)
In my free time, I'ma tap out (Woo)
I don't keep a laptop, but the MAC out (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Made, made, made a lotta money on the backend (Yeah)
Yeah, lil' ****, I'm taxin' (Yeah)
Pull up clean in the Aston (Alright)
I'm bad like Michael Jackson (Woo)
What you want, ****? I'm askin' (Uh-huh)
Got the bag in, ain't no cappin' (Uh-huh)
Thirty on my waist, fuck fashion
Stretch the bitch out, it's elastic
[Verse 6]
Made, made, made a lotta money on the backend (Yeah)
Yeah, lil' ****, I'm taxin' (Yeah)
Pull up clean in the Aston
I'm bad like Michael Jackson (Alright)
What you want, ****? I'm askin' (Uh-huh)
Got the bag in, ain't no cappin' (Uh-huh)
Thir-thir-thirty on my waist, fuck fashion
Stretch the bitch out, it's elastic
[Verse 7]
Don't owe you shit, nah, nah (Nah)
Don't owe you shit, nah, nah (Nah)
Pull up with that stick, lil' ****
How about let it hit, lil' **** (Uh)
That's a thirty clip, lil' **** (Uh)
Keep it on my hip, lil' **** (Blaow)
Road runner tryna get rich, lil' **** (Skrrt)
If you snitch, I'll put you in a ditch, lil' ****
[Verse 8]
Got-Got-Got-Gotti, no pop star (Uh)
They hate, tryna put me in a cop car
I'm sippin' and spillin' the hot sauce (Spill)
I'm tweakin', I'm itchin', the whip drop (Goddamn)
Need lean in my system, I need it all (Yeah)
I'm bustin', I'm breakin' the system (Yeah)
Pussy **** better call for your sister
I'm leanin', I'm gone off Cristal
I'm hittin' the three like Chris Paul (Swish)
I was born in the whip, I'm warnin' ya (Swish)
I'm throwin' a party, it's Mardi Gras (Uh)
Better pay up your checks if you cut me off
I'ma be at the door head down
I need you and you with your bands out (Your bands)
See, I might have to go leave your bands out (What)
I don't die, lil' ****, I stand out, ay
[Verse 9]
Made, made, made a lotta money on the backend (Yeah)
Yeah, lil' ****, I'm taxin' (Yeah)
Pull up clean in the Aston
I'm bad like Michael Jackson (Woo)
What you want, ****? I'm askin' (Uh-huh)
Got the bag in, ain't no cappin' (Uh-huh)
Thirty on my waist, fuck fashion
Stretch the bitch out, it's elastic
Made, made, made a lotta money on the backend (Yeah)
Yeah, lil' ****, I'm taxin' (Yeah)
Pull up clean in the Aston
I'm bad like Michael Jackson (Woo)
What you want, ****? I'm askin' (Uh-huh)
Got the bag in, ain't no cappin' (Uh-huh)
Thir-thir-thirty on my waist, fuck fashion
Stretch the bitch out, it's elastic
[Verse 10]
Made, made, made a lotta money on the backend
Made a lotta money on the backend
Pull up clean in the Aston
I'm bad like Michael Jackson
Written by: Caleb Zackery Toliver
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