Back 2 Back - Armani

We put it on in the middle of the day

You gotta get out the way

Soon as I step in that bitch I’ma rage

We got the Drac', it gon' eat up your brain

Nah, I can’t kick it with a nigga that lame

I got the power, I feel like I’m Pain

Maison Margiela, I’m steppin' in pink

Then I hop out the Batcave just like I’m Bane

I do what I want so I do what they can’t

They don’t like how I live and they tell me to pray

I walk in the stage and I jump out the place

Rick Owen' jacket is stuffed with some cake

They can’t see that I’m geeked through these Doubl C shades

I might get me som diamonds all over the frame

I’ma buy all the pints 'fore I get me a chain

Look at the sky, I’m talkin' to my people

Demons gon' push up on you 'cause they evil

I don’t know what you heard but we’re not equal

Spin around two times like a sequel

Shit that I’m sippin' on is illegal

New sight, I’m like «K, I can see you»

We put it on in the middle of the day

You gotta get out the way

Soon as I step in that bitch I’ma rage

We got the Drac', it gon' eat up your brain

Nah, I can’t kick it with a nigga that lame

I got the power, I feel like I’m Pain

Maison Margiela, I’m steppin' in pink

Then I hop out the Batcave just like I’m Bane

I do what I want so I do what they can’t

They don’t like how I live and they tell me to pray

I walk in the stage and I jump out the place

Rick Owen' jacket is stuffed with some cake

They can’t see that I’m geeked through these Double C shades

I might get me some diamonds all over the frame

I’ma buy all the pints 'fore I get me a chain

Look at the sky, I’m talkin' to my people

Demons gon' push up on you 'cause they evil

I don’t know what you heard but we’re not equal

Spin around two times like a sequel

Shit that I’m sippin' on is illegal

New sight, I’m like «K, I can see you»

Yeah, yeah

Woo, woo

Rock out, rock out

Xed up, mask on, i feel like Bane

Rockin' my notes like I’m Kurt Cobain

Rock in this bitch, got it insane

Turned to a stick party in the place

I got a smart hoe givin' brain

Put on that with the chain

she like my rings

Bitch, I was sippin', remind me your name

Codeine, am I good?

I ain’t finna fuck, no hitter

All-star clothes, all-star dripper

I’m a real muhfuckin' drank sipper

All on my phone, go get your hoe back

I’m sendin that bitch where the door’s at

He sendin' them shots, I ain’t know that

Ain’t wanna leave him with a toe tag

200 racks and we havin' like two bags

Push up on you in a Hellcat

Rock out, we really do that

Bringin them sticks out, where them tools at?

We take the top off, where the roof at?

We put a pole on that boy like a stripper

Way too busy, I’m pourin the codeine in the back of the UFO, can’t take a

picture

We finna put that lil' boy on a stretcher

Walk in this bitch too tight, go stretch 'em

.45 bullets gon' teach him a lesson

That’s a lesson that he gotta learn

Play with them big dogs, you get served

I done told you don’t get on my nerves

Kick that bitch out if she get on my nerves

I’m him out, I kill me a nerd

I tried to tell him don’t come on my turf

Already told you we not from the earth

Sendin' him up, now he lookin' at earth, yeah

I put that boy on a shirt, yeah

Then we go shoot up the church

If she do what I want I might get her a purse

They tryna ride on the wave but I surf