Back Out Side Boyz Song is sung by 21 Savage & Drake ft. Lil Yachty. The song is from the album Her Loss.
Back Out Side Boyz Lyrics – 21 Savage | Drake
[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
BackOutsideBoyz, totin’ a seventy on the strip, I’m ready to die (Die)
Cuttin’ the traction, bendin’ the corner, bet I make shit glide (Shh)
Tried to bring a job to me, he ain’t know how we cha-cha slide (Yeah)
I’ll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibes (Yeah, hm, hm, hm)
[Verse 1: Drake & Lil Yachty]
Breakin’ a Brink’s truck, my right wrist Van Cleef (Cleef)
I spent days in the East tryna figure if I’m geeked (‘Kay)
This bitch tweakin’, talked too much while I was geeked, blew my peep (Brr)
Fuckin’ rap niggas hoes in the street, this shit sweet
I went half a million on Rose, four million on my ice
Couple million on my cars, I went Tyson, I’m too nice
Nigga shot me on the street, he wanted to talk, so he asked my price
The number was as high as me, I ain’t gon’ lie
I was fuckin’ with this lil’ woe, I think she bi
Tweakin’, the 6 God is comin’ back (Brr)
[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
BackOutside Boyz, totin’ a seventy on the strip, I’m ready to die (Okay)
Cuttin’ the traction, bettin’ the corner, bet I make shit glide
Shawty bring a job to me, he ain’t know how we cha-cha slide
I’ll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride
Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibe
[Verse 2: Drake & Lil Yachty]
I don’t know nothin’ ’bout no crime or no news
I’m an owl but I never tell you who (Who)
Waggin’ when she waltz, she get on planes, it take up two
My member just got out, he still on paper, he still a shoot
Shoot, shoot
Lovin’ me, still stay down just like a roof
She a ten tryna rap, it’s good on mute
It’s financial, girl, I got the loop
For the bands, lil’ bae, what you gon’ do?
Tropicana, that shit [?] juice
I know presidents on secret services shit, we down to dunk
Yeah, who the president? I never voted once
If I did, I’d vote Teanna Trump, ayy, yeah
If you play with me, I’m backin’ out that one
I treat these tickets like a hundred racks
Tweakin’, the 6 God is comin’ back
[Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
BackOutside Boyz, totin’ a seventy on the strip, I’m ready to die (Okay)
Cuttin’ the traction, bettin’ the corner, bet I make shit glide
Shawty bring a job to me, he ain’t know how we cha-cha slide
I’ll never lose sleep over no bitch, way too much pride
Fill it up in a briefcase, split this shit with the vibe