Unknown Artist
Backhand
[Intro]
Aye
No cap, no bap
Yo, aye, aye

[Chorus]
I can't beef with you because, bodies, you ain't got none (Nah)
I can't beef with you because, bars, you ain't got one (Nah)
I can't beef with you because, money, you ain't got none (Nah)
I was at your baby mamas house, backhanding your son
Can't beef with no name brand n***as with no name brand guns
I'm like some Travis Scott Jordans, and these n***as some And1's
He died with 20 bands to his name?
Lil' n***a, that ain't fuckin' none (Nothin')
He got sent up to the sun (Fire)
He died in the shotgun (He did)

[Verse]
But he got head up a couple glizzys
Made his hairline look like Drizzy's
My trap phone line always busy (It is)
Lil' kids watch mе like Disney (They do)
Evеrything leak, I would not risk it (It is)
These n***as say I'm hiding, but know exactly where to come get me (Fuck)
What should I flip him with? The glizzy or the smitty? (Which one?)
These bitch n***as some sissy's (Pussies)
Can't show 'em no pity (I can't)
Small switcher on the 50 (Grrrt)
Kill anyone of 'em I see, I'm not even that picky (I'm not)
You can try to run if you want, but I'ma do you like Ricky (Baow)

[Chorus]
I can't beef with you because, bodies, you ain't got none (Nah)
I can't beef with you because, bars, you ain't got one (Nah)
I can't beef with you because, money, you ain't got none (Nah)
I was at your baby mamas house, backhanding your son
Can't beef with no name brand n***as with no name brand guns
I'm like some Travis Scott Jordans, and these n***as some And1's
He died with 20 bands to his name?
Lil' n***a, that ain't fuckin' none (Nothin')
He got sent up to the sun (Fire)
He died in the shotgun (He did)