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back in - dylan wallace lyrics

i done spent bout 5 bags up up on this b*tch
she ran up 5 tags ran up out my crib
no we ain’t talk we just speak in body language
i got bout 5 ho’s they ain’t speak no english

f*ck, back in..
uh… remember i ain’t got no sh*t now she a has*been
ran up all my cash now i’m a man of action
i ran up 5 bags you know how i’m taxing
your b*tch is on that she know that i’m passing on
she know the bag right
she see that i’m f*cking it on
she want it back in
i be running bags on bags that’s how i’m stacking
all about addition eh? f*ck it ain’t no subtracting
she know that i am always right
always out my bag and sh*t i’m back in
it got me paralyzed always in my mind i check the bank in
before i cash out, bank out do it all again
they gone tap out
your mans tap out i always win
hundred rounds and i don’t wanna f*ck you
she feel lost without me i’m the one she come too
f*ck i’m feeling down now
told that b*tch to come through
she just make me stressed now
done with talking need that rear view
i brought that benz out
no this ain’t never end how i’m moving like a cancer
these balmain’s on my jeans i needa switch the raf up
move in silence like the phantom, danny in the flesh
i’m the hottest back to back uh
say i’m back in
uh… remember i ain’t got no sh*t now
she a has*been
ran up all my cash now i’m a man of action
i ran up 5 bags you know how i’m taxing
your b*tch is on that she know that i’m passing on
she know the bag right
she see that i’m f*cking it on
she want it back in
i be running bags on bags that’s how
i’m stacking
all about addition eh? f*ck it ain’t no
subtracting
they take the bag out
she take my…. yeah
i said that…
i take the heart out i can’t even help
f*ck i’ll f*ck her then i’ll pack her up and send her through the mail
she a spanish b*tch she eat loud like a taco where’s the bell?
i’m bouta take her out and leave her out cause i just want myself

- dylan wallace lyrics

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