Chris Webby ft. Dizzy Wright, Futuristic - Backdoor Lyrics

Stormin' in like it's the capital buildin'
I'm chasin' cheddar 'til it's stacked to the ceilin'
Words floatin' on the instrumental, I'm defyin' gravity with 'em
That's why my name up in their mouths like fuckin' cavity fillings
I'm havin' a feelin' that I be goin' off when I'm aimin'
I see the title in the crown, this shit is all for the takin'
From the northeast where the snow fall like Franklin
St. Nick and Bank, need a tank if you facin' off with me
Gta with five stars and the fly car tried to ride through side yards
You couldn't see me if you squinted your eyes hard
I'm the wildcard, catchin' the waves like lifeguards
Got the gas pedal down 'til I blow the pistons, up front in the pole position
Keepin' fake motherfuckers at a social distance
I'm the truth, now you know the difference
Webby

Yeah, pull the whip up slow
Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low
Yeah, make sure they all know
They don't let us in the front then we comin' through the backdoor
Yeah, got 'em all like woah
Steppin' in the room and it's off I go
Yeah, make sure they all know
They don't let us in the front then we comin' through the backdoor

Poppin' in and poppin' out from a secret escape
I never sweat over problems, I just chief it away
Ain't no hoopin', killin' shit, yo, that's the easy debate
Y'all look up to these clowns we don't believe what they say
I'm not so, you know I'm 'bout to flow into it overload
I'm off exotic, so excuse me I'm ignorin' hoes
Fresh to death, I had to ask the nigga, what are those?
Confidence on ten when life is wonderful
I been there dawg, way more than once
We used our backdoors, it's pandemonium in the front
Legendary status, I got what the audience want
Fuckin' with me and you might accidentally fall in a trunk
It's all love, I respect my space, respect yours
The flyest, you see what I'm usin' my checks for
Still movin', might put the barbershop next door
Levelin' up until I reach all floors, Dizzy Wright

Yeah, pull the whip up slow
Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low
Yeah, make sure they all know
They don't let us in the front then we comin' through the backdoor
Yeah, got 'em all like woah
Steppin' in the room and it's off I go
Yeah, make sure they all know
They don't let us in the front then we comin' through the backdoor

Yo, okay, backdoor forget it, I'm droppin' in through the roof
No screen for the team, I'm more of a catchin' shoe
Got the beat and at least, they threw me the alley-oop
I'm the only one that jump in the crowd and dunk through the hoop, that's real
Three giants and then the alliance of lions
Then find me on autopilot when writin' rhymes with the fire pin
Mariah M. Beefin', I'm Nick Cannon I'm wildin' in
Pineapple ice with the medicine that I'm divin' in, like dinin' in
Everybody gets hurt, spit words
People gettin' tatted on skin, 'cause it hit it thinner
Thick curves, always be in the line and get in first
Niggas get curved, I'm in the back with the quick swerve
Y'all spit courage, these dudes, it's too cheesy
Words they inverses in search to beat me
Herds don't get heard, y'all herbs is burned feces
Grey screen get smoked, I'm dope you can't see me (nigga)

Yeah, pull the whip up slow
Smoke blowin' out with the brim down low
Yeah, make sure they all know
They don't let us in the front then we comin' through the backdoor
Yeah, got 'em all like woah
Steppin' in the room and it's off I go
Yeah, make sure they all know
They don't let us in the front then we comin' through the backdoor

Then we comin' through the backdoor
Comin' through the backdoor
Let us in the front then we comin' through the backdoor
Backdoor
Then we comin' through the backdoor