Back to Back
Young Dolph Lyrics


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Let the band play
Yeah
Skrrt skrrt, skrrt, uh

Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back
And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks
Ay, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck
Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat

Yeah, all these damn dead presidents, I'm gettin' too much, it's scarin' me
Fuck these hoes, just let 'em be, can't let 'em get the best of me
Bitch, I got the recipe, can't no nigga compare to me
Yeah, all this water water on me, I might go join the swimming team
I got dough, Krispy Kreme
Fresh to death, crispy clean
Bitch I smoke Christmas trees
Got them lumps in my jeans
Diamonds jumping, trampoline
Uh, all you hear is bling (bling)
Ball so hard, they think we cheatin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you see it

We pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back
And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks
Ay, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck
Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat

We pull up back to back, back to back to back to back to back
No, I don't play fair, shit 'round my neck jumpin' like jumping jacks
All these bitches swear that they love me, bitch, you just love these stacks
Dolph come on the radio, your girl gon' turn it up to the max
Paper Route, Paper Route, Paper Route (uh)
Motherfuckin' business, lil' nigga (uh)
Fuck this rap shit, got some homeboys down the road doin' life sentence
Lil' nigga (free my dawgs, free my dawgs)
I never played tennis but I got racks (racks)
Eight stacks just for a backpack (racks)
See some fuck niggas, then blatt blatt (blatt blatt)
Blatt blatt blatt blatt (ay)
Lake Michigan on my wrist (flooded)
Mississippi river on my neck (flooded)
Went to hollywood just to go flex (it's Dolph)
I took his bitch, made her my pet (bitch)
I wish all of my old hoes the best (fuck y'all)
Me and Tray-Tray on a jet (bitch)
Blue Power Ranger on his chest, hah, blessed

Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back
And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks




Ay, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck
Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat

Overall Meaning

In "Back to Back," Young Dolph and Key Glock explore how their wealth and success have enabled them to live lives of luxury and excess, complete with foreign cars, racks of cash, and diamond-covered jewelry. They proudly display these items and their allegiance to their crew, as evidenced by their shoutouts to their sets, which are represented by the chains around their necks. The repetition of "back to back" throughout the song emphasizes the idea that they are unstoppable and invincible, able to roll up to any situation with their impressive assets and emerge victorious.


The lyrics also touch upon Dolph and Glock's relative lack of concern for the romantic interests of women who are interested in their wealth. They view these women as simply trying to get access to their money, asserting that they wouldn't let these women get the best of them. They seem to see their wealth as a way of distancing themselves from others rather than as something that makes them more approachable or connected. Yet despite these hard-edged themes, the song is ultimately an upbeat celebration of Dolph and Glock's wealth, success, and dominance.


Line by Line Meaning

Let the band play
Let the music begin, let the rhythm flow


Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back
We arrive in foreign cars, one after the other, showing off our power


And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks
We jump out with bags of money, demonstrating our wealth and success


Ay, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck
I give a shoutout to my gang, who I proudly represent and honor with my jewelry


Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat
We enjoy flaunting our riches and success, effortlessly showcasing our power and status


All these damn dead presidents, I'm gettin' too much, it's scarin' me
I'm accumulating an excessive amount of money, and it's making me a bit uneasy


Fuck these hoes, just let 'em be, can't let 'em get the best of me
I don't care about these women, I won't let them control or take advantage of me


Bitch, I got the recipe, can't no nigga compare to me
I have the secret to my success, and nobody can match my skills and achievements


Yeah, all this water water on me, I might go join the swimming team
I'm wearing expensive jewelry that's dripping like water, as if I could even be on a swim team


I got dough, Krispy Kreme, Fresh to death, crispy clean
I have a lot of money, and I'm looking sharp and stylish as a result


Bitch I smoke Christmas trees, Got them lumps in my jeans
I smoke highly potent marijuana, and I carry large amounts in my pants


Diamonds jumping, trampoline, Uh, all you hear is bling (bling)
My diamond jewelry sparkles and shines, grabbing everyone's attention and making a sound similar to 'bling'


Ball so hard, they think we cheatin', Yeah, yeah, yeah, you see it
We're playing at an incredibly high level, so much so that people suspect we're cheating. But it's just our natural talent and skill


No, I don't play fair, shit 'round my neck jumpin' like jumping jacks
I don't follow the rules, and my jewelry is bouncing around my neck like jumping jacks


All these bitches swear that they love me, bitch, you just love these stacks
These women claim they love me, but they really just love my money


Dolph come on the radio, your girl gon' turn it up to the max
When my music plays on the radio, women go crazy and turn up the volume to the maximum


Paper Route, Paper Route, Paper Route (uh) Motherfuckin' business, lil' nigga (uh)
I'm all about my money and business, and I won't tolerate anyone getting in my way or disrespecting me


Fuck this rap shit, got some homeboys down the road doin' life sentence Lil' nigga (free my dawgs, free my dawgs)
I don't care about this rap game, I have friends in prison serving life sentences that I want to be freed


I never played tennis but I got racks (racks) Eight stacks just for a backpack (racks) See some fuck niggas, then blatt blatt (blatt blatt)
I never played tennis, but I have a lot of money. In fact, I have eight thousand dollars just in my backpack. And if we see any enemies, we'll shoot at them


Lake Michigan on my wrist (flooded) Mississippi river on my neck (flooded) Went to hollywood just to go flex (it's Dolph) I took his bitch, made her my pet (bitch)
I'm wearing expensive diamond jewelry, and I went to Hollywood to show it off. Plus, I stole someone's girlfriend and now she's under my control


I wish all of my old hoes the best (fuck y'all) Me and Tray-Tray on a jet (bitch) Blue Power Ranger on his chest, hah, blessed
I don't hold any grudges against my old girlfriends, but I don't care about them anymore. Right now, I'm chilling on a jet with my friend Tray-Tray and he's got a blue Power Ranger tattooed on his chest. Life is good, and we feel blessed




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Adolph Thornton, Krishon Gaines, Markeyvuis Cathey

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@pasekaseilamashi7236

Let's Support KeyGlock more than ever coz PaperRoute is on his shoulders now so let's bring him to where dolph was💯⚘ ❤💙

@pasekaseilamashi7236

@@redeagle1598so much hate

@melljones8876

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@michaelcrawford4616

Bruh really already there it don’t look like it but he got everything that other rappers got.

@pasekaseilamashi7236

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@swilljonez2699

On everything!!!!

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@karlah9537

Glock you better put on for Dolph. Its what he would have wanted. RIP Dolph 🙏🕊️

@1waylevy300

Glock said Dumb and Dumber 3 was already done in his recent interview so we will at least get one more collab album RIP Dolph a legend!

@Globbs

No question.

@unreleasedmusic1410

U already know he gon slide for his cousin , Dolph woulda did da same🕊

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