Yo Gotti - Back Gate lyrics

[Verse 1] You want an ounce? n***a, meet me at the back gate Pull up, catch a cough Never sipped lean in the first place ‘Cause I ain’t never wanna nod off I was cooking c**aine getting hard off A .25 and a sawed-off 8 down for the 80 Hope and foreign, the baby Put a pound, hot n***a Head to start off [Chorus] (Back gate!) Pumping like a motherf**er (back gate!) Jumping like a motherf**er (back gate!) Get money like a motherf**er (back gate!) We robbin’ like a motherf**er (back gate!) Pull up at your own wrist (back gate!) Knowing we were with the sh** (back gate!) Tryna down a lot of bricks (back gate!) Lot of n***as got hit (back gate!) [Bridge] Ay, I’m talkin’ ’bout That back gate made a n***a I seen that same back gate break n***as You wanna fish a n***a, I advise you stay on top [Verse 2] Lost n***a in through the back gate (back gate!) Trap came f**ed up the crime rate (back gate!) Old head f**ed up my math state Watch him k**ing me cold blood in the broad day If there ain’t no gutter with a lost fate n***as couldn’t eat while they lost weight n***as ain’t going on no diet n***as k** a n***a by they pry n***as gon’ slide n***as gon’ do 25 in a cell for’ a n***a switch sides You can see it in my eyes That’s pain, lost n***as to the game, and ain’t the same Did it for the check, I ain’t do it for the fame Only 10 shot of pills to the motherf**ing range You a p**y if you gotta close your eyes for’ you aim [Chorus] (Back gate!) Pumping like a motherf**er (back gate!) Jumping like a motherf**er (back gate!) Get money like a motherf**er (back gate!) We robbin’ like a motherf**er (back gate!) Pull up at your own wrist (back gate!) Knowing we were with the sh** (back gate!) Tryna down a lot of bricks (back gate!) Lot of n***as got hit (back gate!) [Verse 3] Told the plug meet me at the bottom (back gate!) Showed me two bricks and I shot him (back gate!) First time I ever did a robbery (back gate!) Ever since then they been hard for me I’ma cut throat n***a’s arteries (back gate!) I shouldn’t be trusted properly Reach Chris turned me to a savage Youth couldn’t flip on a piss-head mattress (back gate!) I know a lot of k**ers is activing Know a lot of rappers that’s activists Used to get my work from the plug I was paying on the backhand That was back then when I was trapping Every time [?] try to pills hold a 13 Glock hold 17, black with the [?] [?] shot a n***a, rival hood shoot-out sh** Feeling like a wet dream, fell in love with the streets Got a couple choppers, fell in love with the beef (back gate!) Got a couple bricks and we all gon’ leave (back gate!) Back gate jumping like the coddle (back gate!) Ain’t no other hood trapping harder (back gate!) Saved a hunnit thou when I was 16 I was moving bricks by the 16 That millimeter hold 16 Turned the back gate to a crime scene [Chorus] (Back gate!) Pumping like a motherf**er (back gate!) Jumping like a motherf**er (back gate!) Get money like a motherf**er (back gate!) We robbin’ like a motherf**er (back gate!) Pull up at your own wrist (back gate!) Knowing we were with the sh** (back gate!) Tryna down a lot of bricks (back gate!) Lot of n***as got hit (back gate!)