My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Don't go hidin
Hoe you know my side
Bet not cross that line
Or ya gotta pay that fine
Look, honestly he a bitch
He ain't shit
You know my vibe
If I ain't f*ck on his misses
There be no tension
Just wait in line
Four-5th made him get quiet
Losses shook up his pride
We done peeped it in his eyes
If thinking I went missing
It's by design
That's perfect timing
Done Made them push back his shit
That boy can rhyme, he just ain't nice
If they putting him on the shelf
It's for consignment
We ain't buying it
Don't flash it if you ain't firing
That's gambling with your life
Can't hang if he can't fight
Took aim and he took flight
My dawg said"Let him live"
He ran his lip when we lost sight
And I can't let that
My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Bad bitch
Back on my dick
Add his name back on the list
Need my cash in advance
Stacking it
Hand over fist
Crash shit
Pass me the grip
Comin' thru
Das EFX
Past due
Had to collect
Passed you
What you expect
Down bad
We ain't laughing witchu
Up two-zero
No rematches
Shit
Bet the house
That's a bad decision
Called bluff
That's poor discernment
Swore to God
That's bad religion
Made it back in time for the sermon
Prolly can't quote you a verse
(But) learned to be a man of my word
So you should know we active
Stayed in my lane
He Tried to Race and he got overlapped
I did my thang he did the same
And it got no reaction
I took the lead
And I ain't going back
I thought I told you that
My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Demetrius - sTILL (Back On My Shit) Lyrics
Demetrius - sTILL (Back On My Shit) Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Don't go hidin
Hoe you know my side
Bet not cross that line
Or ya gotta pay that fine
Look, honestly he a bitch
He ain't shit
You know my vibe
If I ain't f*ck on his misses
There be no tension
Just wait in line
Four-5th made him get quiet
Losses shook up his pride
We done peeped it in his eyes
If thinking I went missing
It's by design
That's perfect timing
Done Made them push back his shit
That boy can rhyme, he just ain't nice
If they putting him on the shelf
It's for consignment
We ain't buying it
Don't flash it if you ain't firing
That's gambling with your life
Can't hang if he can't fight
Took aim and he took flight
My dawg said"Let him live"
He ran his lip when we lost sight
And I can't let that
My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Bad bitch
Back on my dick
Add his name back on the list
Need my cash in advance
Stacking it
Hand over fist
Crash shit
Pass me the grip
Comin' thru
Das EFX
Past due
Had to collect
Passed you
What you expect
Down bad
We ain't laughing witchu
Up two-zero
No rematches
Shit
Bet the house
That's a bad decision
Called bluff
That's poor discernment
Swore to God
That's bad religion
Made it back in time for the sermon
Prolly can't quote you a verse
(But) learned to be a man of my word
So you should know we active
Stayed in my lane
He Tried to Race and he got overlapped
I did my thang he did the same
And it got no reaction
I took the lead
And I ain't going back
I thought I told you that
My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Don't go hidin
Hoe you know my side
Bet not cross that line
Or ya gotta pay that fine
Look, honestly he a bitch
He ain't shit
You know my vibe
If I ain't f*ck on his misses
There be no tension
Just wait in line
Four-5th made him get quiet
Losses shook up his pride
We done peeped it in his eyes
If thinking I went missing
It's by design
That's perfect timing
Done Made them push back his shit
That boy can rhyme, he just ain't nice
If they putting him on the shelf
It's for consignment
We ain't buying it
Don't flash it if you ain't firing
That's gambling with your life
Can't hang if he can't fight
Took aim and he took flight
My dawg said"Let him live"
He ran his lip when we lost sight
And I can't let that
My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Bad bitch
Back on my dick
Add his name back on the list
Need my cash in advance
Stacking it
Hand over fist
Crash shit
Pass me the grip
Comin' thru
Das EFX
Past due
Had to collect
Passed you
What you expect
Down bad
We ain't laughing witchu
Up two-zero
No rematches
Shit
Bet the house
That's a bad decision
Called bluff
That's poor discernment
Swore to God
That's bad religion
Made it back in time for the sermon
Prolly can't quote you a verse
(But) learned to be a man of my word
So you should know we active
Stayed in my lane
He Tried to Race and he got overlapped
I did my thang he did the same
And it got no reaction
I took the lead
And I ain't going back
I thought I told you that
My partnas all live by that code
We rollin til it's finished
Almost got caught up on that road
Ain't been back in a minute
There whispers saying that he told
We waiting on his sentence
We finna give that boy a show
He outchea selling tickets
Back on my shit
I can't be outchea worried bout a bitch
Drowning my liver
Never wanted to be in the mix
I'm bout a digit
Don't come calling if it ain't a flip
Outside trippin
Told you I ain't pull it
If he missed
Back on my shit
Writer: Shawn Price
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid