This is a song about "Back"

Went back on the way back back

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

In the booth back to back wednesdays

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Makin money back to back

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Back and forth, and then back again

This is why her nigga mad

My shoes black, slater back/

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

But ever since they came back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Head hancho got my seat back