Double Back Songtext
von 1of1 Kota

We gotta make a 1up YouTube channel
Yeah, sniff sniff ... haaa haaa

Yeah came out bands wit the top down,
Don′t give fuck bout nun of that shit, we might even come wit the top off, yeah
I might just fuck that lil ho from the back
Wonder why that the lights off, yeah I might just fuck on that ho from the back wonder why that the lights off

Double back we get them racks on me
Come wit a stack, I don't give a fuck bout you or you

Might come with a bag, might come with a ghat
Don′t give a fuck bout none of that shit
Might bust on her face, might bust on her chest (blat)
Get a Rottweiler, don't give a fuck bout these young niggas
Came in with it, got the racks on me
Came with a brand new Nina
Fuck on that hoe, wonder why her name Keyshia
Still spinnin', back to back


Don′t give a fuck of that lil′ bitch, mad
I'ma still fuck on Neenah
Can′t get your time, back
Hell no, I can't fuck with the nonsense

Pick a stick up, show you how a 9 hit
Wonder why that lil′ bitch all on my dick
Yeah, we still get them racks
And I don't give a fuck about none of that shit

Yeah, I still might just ride with a ghat
And I might even fuck on that lil′ bitty hoe
Wonder why that bitch mad
And I might even pull up with motherfuckin' glasses on my face

Cartier
And I might even put that Rollie on
Yeah, my necklace dance
Yeah, that boy he a hoe

Getting chased from the cops, young
Nigga might just pop out, let it blow, y'all
Niggas really tripping
Yeah, you really tripping


Yeah, you might just do the most, yeah
I be counting like hella hoes in the mattress
don′t care my necklace, Gold for the campus
Been new, that shit would′ve upped the status

Yeah, Kota gon' go
Don′t give a fuck, cause I knew that these bitches was hoes
Getting racks everyday, yeah, we get by the load
Yeah, we be selling that dough

AP on the wrist, yeah, it's covered in gold
Racks not new, it′s old
That boy, he a snitch, he can't hang with the bros
Found his paperwork, yeah, that boy told

Double back (blat) we get them racks on me
Come wit a stack, I don′t give a fuck bout you or you

Might come with a bag, might come with a ghat
Don't give a fuck bout none of that shit
Might bust on her face, might bust on her chest (blat)
Get a Rottweiler, don't give a fuck bout these young niggas
Came in with it, got the racks on me
Came with a brand new Nina
Fuck on that hoe, wonder why her name Keyshia
Still spinnin′, back to back

Don′t give a fuck of that lil' bitch, mad
I′ma still fuck on Neenah
Can't get your time, back
Hell no, I can′t fuck with the nonsense

Pick a stick up, show you how a 9 hit
Wonder why that lil' bitch all on my dick
Yeah, we still get them racks

(Younginvin)
Yeah, Vin putting in that work
Goddamn, I made them bands

We real rock stars
Now it′s looking like 1UP is a band
It's just me and my dawg
I know who to call when I'm in a jammer

Know I stand tall
Me against the odds
Young niggas riding around with that fire
Niggas talking out they neck and they wasn′t with the shits

Yeah, till somebody die
I was running up a check cause I just wanted flex
And now she say she′s feeling my vibe
I just poured me up some tech and I was on some thrax

And now I'm out my body, my mind
I swear I did see some shit
We gonna get some racks
I′m seeing that the stars is align

Don't ride my wave cause you can really drown
Citizen wrist, I want rich and milli now
Got crypto running up Ethereum
Just to buy mama a condominium

Hit the rental spot, pulled the Bentley out
Then I took a couple broads to Benihana
Dropped the low, we pull up any house, 44 got that stick to knock off your piñata

Double back we get them racks on me
Come wit a stack, I don′t give a fuck bout you or you

Might come with a bag, might come with a ghat
Don't give a fuck bout none of that shit
Might bust on her face, might bust on her chest (blat)
Get a Rottweiler, don′t give a fuck bout these young niggas
Came in with it, got the racks on me
Came with a brand new Nina
Fuck on that hoe, wonder why her name Keyshia
Still spinnin', back to back

Don't give a fuck of that lil′ bitch, mad
I′ma still fuck on Neenah
Can't get your time, back
Hell no, I can′t fuck with the nonsense

Pick a stick up, show you how a 9 hit
Wonder why that lil' bitch all on my dick
Yeah, we still get them racks
And I don′t give a fuck about none of that shit

Yeah, I still might just ride with a ghat
And I might even fuck on that lil' bitty hoe
Wonder why that bitch mad
And I might even pull up with motherfuckin′ glasses on my face

Cartier
And I might even put that Rollie on
Yeah, my necklace dance