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back 2 back - bravo the bagchaser lyrics

[intro: fenix flexin]
(scum, you finessed this one)
ayy
n*gga
bravo flexin, n*gga
n*ggas know what time it is, n*gga, on my mama (laudiano)
b*tch

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
me and bravo back to back, we the block spinners (skrrt)
i’ll cook a n*gga up like a hot dinner
i’ma get her on that road, i’m a thot sender (b*tch)
i put a body on that pole like a hot stripper (bah)
if we talkin’ ’bout some money, got a lot (i got a lot)
d*mn, the b*tch is h*lla bad, she got the wap (she got the wap)
me and bravo, we them n*ggas, boy, you not (boy, you not ill)
if i make that phone call, he gettin’ dropped (with a mopstick)
bet i make that chopper twerk like a thot b*tch (like a thot b*tch)
me and bravo ridin’ ’round, wе on hot sh*t (skrrt)
if a n*gga hit that blade, i’m gon’ knock sh*t (i’m gon’ knock sh*t)
don’t compare me to your n*gga ‘causе he not sh*t (that n*gga lame)
i’m in that field playin’ tag, boy, you not it (boy, you not it)
i’ll clean a n*gga block with this mopstick (boom)
we put some work on that chopper, then we swap it (then we swap it)
now his family in all black like they gothic, n*gga
[verse 2: bravo the bagchaser]
i do what i want, i tote what i want (what i want)
keep that sh*t a hundred, i don’t like to front (front hoes)
leave your plug dropped out, wet him up, set him up (wet him up, ho)
just bought a new chain, that sh*t wet as f*ck, d*mn (ayy, ayy)
all blue hundreds in my bankroll
stayed down, dumb b*tch, yeah, that’s how i came up (that’s how i came up)
pull up to your crib, b*tch, i had to beat the frame up (beat the frame up)
pull up to your crib, b*tch, you had to throw them brains up (ayy, ayy)
big facts, b*tch, i count big stacks (big stacks)
get a bag and just laugh at your b*tch ass (at your b*tch ass)
get gone, hit a l!ck, i’ll get little (i’ll get little)
free all the big dogs, b*tch, out that big kennel (out that big kennel)
do my jawns one time and get to bleedin’ (get to bleedin’)
shoot his ass one time, b*tch, he not breathin’ (you ain’t breathin’)
put it to your dome, talk to me, talk to jesus
(huh, talk to jesus, n*gga)

[verse 3: fenix flexin]
b*tch, don’t talk to me, told her shut up (told her shut up, shh)
if you hop up in that beef, better nut up (better nut up)
shoot a n*gga in the chest, he coughed a lung up (coughed a lung up, boom)
n*gga, all that playin’ tough’ll get you done up (dumb n*gga)

[verse 4: bravo the bagchaser]
ayy, all that tough sh*t’ll get you rolled up (rolled up)
say you solid, dumb b*tch, then why you fold up? (why you fold up?)
just caught another opp lackin’, b*tch, now we four up
man, free bless, if i take a dub, then my bro up
[verse 5: fenix flexin]
if i drop a dub on a n*gga, he a dead man (b*tch)
f*ck that, i want all the smoke like i’m redman
i’ll put this 40 to his noggin like a headband (boom, boom)
i want all the percs, lil’ n*gga, i’m the med man

[verse 6: bravo the bagchaser]
ayy, i bought a street sweeper, i’m a mad man (mad man)
pull up with a big chrome, put your ass to bed, man (bed, man)
smokin’ on that big gas, b*tch, this that head stash (ayy)
drop a bag, my n*ggas pick it up, where your head at? (huh)

- bravo the bagchaser lyrics

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