This is a song about "Come backs"

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne

Malia family, we the family

They got me goin' mad, i'm knockin' busters on they backs

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

That the only motherfucker that backs him up

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Come near me (come near me)

You a pimple on the back of rap, with snap backs stacked like the gats i pack

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

She’s a star if i ever seen one

The green backs in my pockets be talkin

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

To their backs and attract the black on black