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Chris Webby feat. Dizzy Wright & Futuristic
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Storming in like it's the capital building
I'm chasing cheddar 'til it's stacked to the ceiling
Words floating on the instrumental, I'm defying gravity with 'em
That's why my name up in they mouth like fucking cavity fillings
I'm having to feel it that I be going off when I'm aiming
I see the title and the crown, this shit is all for the taking
From the northeast where the snow fall like Franklin
Saint making bank, need a tank if you facing off with me
GTA with five stars and a fly car, drive the ride through side yards
You couldn't see me if you squinted your eyes hard
I'm the wild card, catching a wave like lifeguards
Got the gas pedal down 'til I blow the pistons
Up front in a pole position
Keeping fake motherfuckers at a social distance
I'm the truth, now you know the difference
Webby
Yeah, pull the whip up slow
Smoke blowing out with the brim down low
Yeah, make sure they all know
(If they don't let us in the front
Then we coming through the back door)
Yeah, got 'em all like "Whoa"
Stepping in the room and it's off I go
Yeah, make sure they all know
(If they don't let us in the front
Then we coming through the back door)
Popping in and popping out from a secret escape
I never sweat over problems, I just chief it away
They know who been killing shit, yo, that's an easy debate
Y'all look up to these clowns, we don't believe what they say
I'm not sold, you know I'm 'bout to flow into it overload
I'm off exotics, so excuse me, I'm ignoring hoes
Fresh to death, I had to ask the nigga "What are those?"
Confidence on ten when life is wonderful
I've been there, dawg, way more than once
We used the back door, it's pandemonium in the front
Legendary status, I got what the audience want
Fucking with me and you might accidentally fall in the trunk
It's all love, I respect my space, respect yours
The flyest, they see what I'm using my checks for
Still moving, might put the barber shop next door
Leveling up until I reach all floors
Dizzy Wright
Yeah, pull the whip up slow
Smoke blowing out with the brim down low
Yeah, make sure they all know
(If they don't let us in the front
Then we coming through the back door)
Yeah, got 'em all like "Whoa"
Stepping in the room and it's off I go
Yeah, make sure they all know
(If they don't let us in the front
Then we coming through the back door)
Yeah, okay, back door? Forget it, I'm dropping in through the roof
No screen for the team, I'm more of a catch-and-shoot
Got the beat, ain't a lease, they threw me that alley-oop
I'm the only one to jump in the crowd and dunk through the hoop
That's real, three giants in an alliance, a lion's den
Find me on auto-pilot when writing rhymes with the fire pen
Mariah M, beefing, I'm Nick Cannon, I'm wilding it
Pineapple ice with the medicine that I'm diving in
Like dining in, everybody get served, spit words
People getting tatted on skin 'cause they hit a thin nerve
But thick curves always be in a line to get in first
Niggas get curved, I'm in the back with the quick swerve
Y'all spit curse, these dudes is too cheesy
Words that end verses in search to beat me
Herds don't get heard, y'all herbs is burnt feces
Graze green, get smoked, I'm dope, you can't see me
Yeah, pull the whip up slow
Smoke blowing out with the brim down low
Yeah, make sure they all know
(If they don't let us in the front
Then we coming through the back door)
Yeah, got 'em all like "Whoa"
Stepping in the room and it's off I go
Yeah, make sure they all know
(If they don't let us in the front
Then we coming through the back door)
Then we coming through the back
Coming through the back door
Let us in the front then we coming through the back door
Back-back-back-back door
Then we coming through the back-back-back door
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