backwards skaters only - coach tev, blake cris, & j08s lyrics
[intro: coach tev]
it’s a lot, on my mind
but i fix it, er’time
it’s a lot, on my mind
but i fix it, just in time
ay!
[verse 1: coach tev]
lotta guess, on my chest i’ve been blessed, yes
had to invest in keepin it fresh, i like to impress (ah)
chill with the sauce, they ain’t need all that
i need the sauce with my wings, all flats
she want me hop to my knees, off bat
but i like hoppin out jeeps, all black
khakis and sperrys, out in grand prairie, pull up on jerry light (ate)
at ben and jerry’s twice (neck)
like ben and jerry’s, ice!
never compare me, too legendary, i feel like jerry rice
don’t f*ck with jerry jones
b*tch i’ma kneel right here in my home
ah ah, f*ck is you on?
that goes for all of you bustas at home
all of you birds and fleas
burning yo ass to the 3rd degree
turning our block to a murder scene
takin our life like a burglary
treatin my n*ggas like germany
like back in 1933, tuh
[pre*chorus: blake cris]
tryna collect look
that handout sh*t’s keeping you n*ggas in debt
all of my n*ggas full tilt, staying on deck
pep talk to the team, we ain’t looking back, ain’t lookin back
get lost without an atlas, we on the map
talking all facts
take a walk to the back
see where we at
come see where we cook
they about a façade
it ain’t how it look
[chorus: blake cris + coach tev]
gimme the loot
i’m in the booth
i’m off the boof
making the news
i’m absolute
doing the fool
give em the blues, give em the blues
i’m gonna sell
you’re gonna buy
chasing the thrill
gettin you high
catchin a vibe
i’ll get you right tonight, i got whatever you like
gimme the loot
i’m in the booth
i’m off the boof
making the news
i’m absolute
doing the fool
give em the blues, give em the blues
i’m gonna sell
you’re gonna buy
chasing the thrill
gettin you high
catchin a vibe
i’ll get you right tonight, i got whatever you like
[verse 2: blake cris]
first black man that i saw walk on the moon was mike jack
i’m powering up with this life pack
i’m telling that b*tch i’ll be right back
i’m telling the truth but you lie back
i’m steering clear of making contact
i’ma make it clear as a contact
thought you had the bag but it’s a dye pack
my real life should be in imax
i’ma make change like getting 5 back
if money is the conversation then, you won’t ever catch me making side chats
speak your mind they don’t like that
peace of mind i just copped that
cost a grip but i got that
might f*ck around and grow my locs back
look, gathered here for the love of the game like the espys
it’s primetime for the real players, y’all been balling in the rec league
when you talk don’t talk indirectly
i been on my own wave with a jet ski
skating like gretzky
that bag getting hefty
ain’t sh*t they can tell me
i’m covered in accolades, just like a letterman
never the one you should bet against
all for the family, all for the set and ‘nem
let it set in like a sedative
i’m in your neighborhood peddling
might get me a home and just settle in
get my respect like a veteran
[chorus: blake cris + coach tev]
gimme the loot
i’m in the booth
i’m off the boof
making the news
i’m absolute
doing the fool
give em the blues, give em the blues
i’m gonna sell
you’re gonna buy
chasing the thrill
gettin you high
catchin a vibe
i’ll get you right tonight, i got whatever you like
gimme the loot
i’m in the booth
i’m off the boof
making the news
i’m absolute
doing the fool
give em the blues, give em the blues
i’m gonna sell
you’re gonna buy
chasing the thrill
gettin you high
catchin a vibe
i’ll get you right tonight, i got whatever you like
[outro: coach tev + blake cris]
aw man you already know what it is dawg
young gregg popovich in the house…again
in my hawaii shirt, feel me
rose quartz on my neck
dawg i just like talkin that talk man
if i want to ’cause i can walk that walk, naw’m sayin
skatin all over this bish, naw’m sayin, front and backwards
backwards skaters only
couple skaters only, you know young kristi yamaguchi out here
aw my goodness
stop him, someone stop this guy
drive it she gon crash (yes)
riding for my racks (yes)
if i get the bag (yes)
throw it on yo head (ooo)
if i get the chips (ooo)
run it down yo blitz (oh)
they try chase my sh*t (oh)
call it like a blitz (yea yea)
seen it when they press (yea yea)
t**zy hit the test (get em get em)
doin sh*t the best…
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