Mike Anvil - Back to Back Lyrics

We throwing hundreds up at Liv, where Maddie at?
In the club grabbing titties like they hacky sacks
I'm so high I don't even know what the fuck I'm laughing at
I front my grams a pound of Runtz, she got cataracts
Drake in 2015, we going back to back
Catching seizures off the drank, this a Act attack
Me and Dre rolling up stank, now we passing gas
Playing Jenga with the mula, we stacking cash

Mari slow the beat down, I hate rapping fast
I be running out of breath like I got asthma
Driving Amber charger make me feel like a boat captain
I'm finna hit the road in a Buick Roadmaster
Make him put it on the set, he a known actor
My opp making diss songs, he a whole rapper
Let me catch you lacking at that show, it's a closed casket
Spank a nigga, treat him like my son, he a whole bastard
I'm about to have a Act attack, somebody pour up
Sold him Karo with some extra sugar, made him throw up
Spread the check on Instagram and now they wanna hold some
Baby J gone take ya off if you ain't on nothing
Niggas buying grams for 20 getting point 9s
My daddy drove a S550 back in 09
In high school I wanted to play ball but I ain't had no time
I was selling O's like I was playing O line
Dawg sister, she be moving fast but that hoe fine
I tried to sauce her up once but I was so fried
I'm glad I ain't, I found out she was sleeping with like four guys
She bought a Maxima but was asking for a cosign
Hell nah, I got good credit
A bitch'll fuck your situation up if you let em
Monkler really flexing, he just pulled up in a new Bentley
I don't know if that shit rented, but I suspect it
You rock the same shit I'm rocking, you is not special
And you be hating on the low, I cannot trust you
Paid the fee for this Louis V and I did not check it
I built my name off the streets, you should not test me
Twenty thousand on a piece, I am not flexing
Fanfan walk ya down for me but he a light stepper
Bought my bitch a brand new Model 3 but she don't like Teslas
I finessed her out the keys, now I might wreck it

We throwing hundreds up at Liv, where Maddie at?
In the club grabbing titties like they hacky sacks
I'm so high I don't even know what the fuck I'm laughing at
I front my grams a pound of Runtz, she got cataracts
Drake in 2015, we going back to back
Catching seizures off the drank, this a Act attack
Me and Dre rolling up stank, now we passing gas
Playing Jenga with the mula, we stacking cash