Chris Webby - Backdoor lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Webby] 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 define gravity with ’em That's why my name up in their mouths like fu*king cavity fillings I'm having a feeling that I be going off when I'm aiming I see the title in the crown, this sh*t is all for the taking From the northies where the snow fall like Franklin [?] need a tank if you facing off with me GTA with five stars and the fly car tried the right to sideyards You couldn't see me if you [?] your eyes out, I'm the wildcard Catching the waves like lifeguards Got the gaspadel down til I blow thе pistons, up front in the pole position Keeping fake mothеrfu*kers at a social distance I'm the truth and you know the difference Webby [Chorus: Chris Webby] Yeah, put a whip a slow Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low Yeah, make sure they all know They don’t let us in the front then we coming thru the backdoor Yeah, got ’em all light woke Stepping in the room and it's off i go Yeah, make sure they all know They don’t let us in the front then we coming thru the backdoor [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright] Poppin' in and poppin' out from a secret escape I never sweat of a problems, I just achieve it away Ain't no [?] that’s the easy debate Y'all look up to these clowns we don't believe what they say I'm not so, you know I'm about to flow into it overload I'm off exotic, so excuse me I'm ignoring hoes Fresh to death, I had to ask the ni**a, what are those? Confidence on ten when life is wonderful I been there dawg, way more than once We used our backdoors, [?] 'em in the front Legendary status, I got what the audience want fu*king with me and you might accidentally fall in a trunk It's all love, I respect my space, respect yours The flyest, you see what I'm using my checks for Still Movin, might put the barbershop next door Leveling up until I reach all floors, Dizzy Wright [Chorus: Chris Webby] Yeah, put a whip a slow Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low Yeah, make sure they all know They don't let us in the front then we coming thru the backdoor Yeah, got 'em all light woke Stepping in the room and it's off i go Yeah, make sure they all know They don't let us in the front then we coming thru the backdoor [Verse 3: Futuristic] Yo ok backdoor forget it, I'm dropping in through the roof No screen for the team, I'm more of a catching shoe Got the beat and at least, they threw me the Alley-oop I'm the only one that jump in the crowd and dunk through the hoop, that's real Three giants and the then lions of liar They found me on autopilot when writing rhymes with the firepin Mariah M beefing, I'm Nick Cannon I'm wildin' in Pineapple ice with the medicine that I'm diving in, like dining in Everybody gets hurt, spit words People getting tatted on skin, 'cause it hit it thiner Thick girls, always being in line to get [?] ni**as get curved, I'm in the back with the quick [?] Yo, spit [?] these dudes, it's too cheesy Words they inverses in search to beat me Hurts don't get hurt, y'all herbs is burned thesis Grey screen get smoked I'm dope you can't see me [Chorus: Chris Webby] Yeah, put a whip a slow Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low Yeah, make sure they all know They don't let us in the front then we coming thru the backdoor Yeah, got 'em all light woke Stepping in the room and it's off i go Yeah, make sure they all know They don't let us in the front then we coming thru the backdoor