Harmony Songtext
'Burban
Backdoor
Bad ho
Bad girls
Rollin' in my Culli', nigga, fuck a 'Burban, huh
I can see you comin' through the backdoor
Ridin' 'round the town, I'm lookin' for the bad hoes
I'm a bad boy lookin' for the bad girls
I swerve around up in the coupe, makin' big noise
Backdoor
Bad ho
Bad girls
Rollin' in my Culli', nigga, fuck a 'Burban, huh
I can see you comin' through the backdoor
Ridin' 'round the town, I'm lookin' for the bad hoes
I'm a bad boy lookin' for the bad girls
I swerve around up in the coupe, makin' big noise
I swerve around up in the coupe, it's a big toy
They never really understand me 'less the money call
They never really understand me unless the money blow
No, don't go
I feel it in my soul
I'm tryna to let it go (Hey)
I kill you for the low in my Range Rover
Fuck a cooling kit, I'll pull up with a flamethrower
Put you in a fuckin' coffin, nigga, game over
I'ma spin around in the Bеnz, I'm gonna take off
I'm a junkie, once again, I won't stay sobеr (Yeah)
Rollin' in my Culli', nigga, fuck a 'Burban, huh
I can see you comin' through the backdoor
Ridin' 'round the town, I'm lookin' for the bad hoes
I'm a bad boy lookin' for the bad girls
I swerve around up in the coupe, makin' big noise
I swerve around up in the coupe, it's a big toy They never really understand me 'less the money call
They never really understand me unless the money blow
No, don't go
I feel it in my soul
I'm tryna to let it go
I kill you for the low in my Range Rover
No, don't go
No, don't go
They never really understand me 'less the money call
They never really understand me unless the money blow
No, don't go
I feel it in my soul
I'm tryna to let it go (Hey)
I kill you for the low in my Range Rover
Fuck a cooling kit, I'll pull up with a flamethrower
Put you in a fuckin' coffin, nigga, game over
I'ma spin around in the Bеnz, I'm gonna take off
I'm a junkie, once again, I won't stay sobеr (Yeah)
Rollin' in my Culli', nigga, fuck a 'Burban, huh
I can see you comin' through the backdoor
Ridin' 'round the town, I'm lookin' for the bad hoes
I'm a bad boy lookin' for the bad girls
I swerve around up in the coupe, makin' big noise
I swerve around up in the coupe, it's a big toy They never really understand me 'less the money call
They never really understand me unless the money blow
No, don't go
I feel it in my soul
I'm tryna to let it go
I kill you for the low in my Range Rover
No, don't go
No, don't go