BACK2BED - polearm

I don’t gotta try when my boys flick me up

Post it on the Gram just to remind you I’m up

Mix the ‘06 Bape with the Vetements

Bitch, you’re just the doormat stepped on with my Louboutins

Just signed off my old shit just to pay more in my taxes

Texting my accountant, write off this Burberry jacket

One thing that cannot make me happy is the racks

D9, got it tatted that’s a fact

You got no drip, talk 'bout racks, boy, that’s cap

You say the same shit on guitar beats, boy, that’s whack

If you got me on the beat then it’s a wrap

(If you got me on the beat then it’s a wrap)

Shawty got me on a string, she’s fucking with my head

Fuck around, leave the bank, then go back to bed

Miss my boys in New York, we’re going back again

You want a mix that’s in your budget, I bet you would like that

Shawty got me on a string, she’s fucking with my head

Fuck around, leave the bank, then go back to bed

Miss my boys in New York, we’re going back again

You want a mix that’s in your budget, I bet you would like that

I don’t gotta try when my boys flick me up

Post it on the Gram just to remind you I’m up

Mix the ‘06 Bape with the Vetements

Bitch, you’re just the doormat stepped on with my Louboutins

Just signed off my old shit just to pay more in my taxes

Texting my accountant, write off this Burberry jacket

One thing that cannot make me happy is the racks

D9, got it tatted that’s a fact

Shawty got me on a string, she’s fucking with my head

Fuck around, leave the bank, then go back to bed

Miss my boys in New York, we’re going back again

You want a mix that’s in your budget, I bet you would like that

Shawty got me on a string, she’s fucking with my head

Fuck around, leave the bank, then go back to bed

Miss my boys in New York, we’re going back again

You want a mix that’s in your budget, I bet you would like that

(Would like that, would like that, would like that)