Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Thomas James
Songwriter:in
Tyler Patton
Songwriter:in
Christian Giovanni Massey
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Racks don't stab my back
Wock don't stab my back
Everybody stab my back
(Uh)
Racks don't stab my back
Wock don't stab my back
Everybody stab my back
(Uh)
Good gas, let's get high
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Just like a plane, we get fly
Just know we won't let shit slide
All of these people be stabbing my back but I know for a fact that my wocky would never
Yo bitch be all on my dick
I know I'm finna fuck, even though I had just met her
I ain't see shit
I won't say shit to the jakes
Yea, you can call me Hellen Keller
Huh
On the brink of losing my shit
I see purple when I take a piss
I'm always sipping the wock or the tris
Bring me some dellys and we can get lit
I'm trynna go on a trip
Met a girl last night at my show and she was DTF, so I took her to a Motel 6
She keep dancing, yea she like to strip
I get freaky, I'm kissing both lips
Then I kick her out
I make her take a Lyft
I'm too ill, I'm sick
My wrist too cold, it's brick
All of these people be stabbing my back but I know for a fact that my wocky would never
Racks don't stab my back
Wock don't stab my back
Everybody stab my back
(Uh)
Racks don't stab my back
Wock don't stab my back
Everybody stab my back
(Uh)
Good gas, let's get high
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Just like a plane, we get fly
Just know we won't let shit slide (Quiet on the set, quiet on the set, quiet on the set)
Yeah
Tommyx7
Yeah
Racks don't stab my back
I get money, I get cheddar
Spend it, make it back
That boy be working at Lid's so I knock off his cap
If that boy wanna race Ill Tommy, that boy, he get dragged
Yeah
My name is Ill Tommy
When I rage, I go by Tommx7
Run up on Tommy, get hit with that Mac
That's that Mac .11
That's that Mac .11
No, no my name not Johnny
I'm not the one you testing
Bitch, I'm not a fucking button so don't do no pressing
Run up on Ill Tommy, like a teacher give you lesson
Racks don't stab my back (They don't)
Wock don't stab my back (It don't)
Everybody stab my back (They do)
(Woah)
Racks don't stab my back (Woah)
Wock don't stab my back
Everybody stab my back
(Uh)
Good gas, let's get high
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Just like a plane, we get fly
Just know we won't let shit slide
Boa
Written by: Christian Giovanni Massey, Thomas James, Tyler Patton
