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pop smoke - back out feat. juice wrld & xxxtentacion (remix) - exetra beatz lyrics

[intro]
(exetra beatz made it)
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[chorus: pop smoke]
look, big 092mlboa
gq, you got a gun, n*gga, gun, n*gga? me too
brodie gon’ what? brodie gon’ back out, brodie gon’ brush ’em
look, brodie gon’, brodie gon’, rrr
dig in that louis bag, louis bag, n*gga, dig in that bag, duffle
brodie gon’ back out, cut ’em, brodie gon’, woo, i bet moe gon’ shoot
don’t get put on a shirt, watch n*ggas lurk
i keep a glock when i’m in church
spin through your block, step on the clutch
hit that boy up, then i reverse
[verse 1: juice wrld]
better come get your mans, huh
they gonna f*ck a n*gga right there, hey
shoot him in his face b*tch no hands
die alone die alone no friends, hey
heard you wanna fight my mans
hey lil’ bro leave the n*gga right there
hey lil’ bro ain’t sh*t right there
hey shoot first b*tch i fight fair, hey
say he wanna box me, hit him with a bruce lee
one * two b*tch whats up, ayy
take his b*tch i f*cked, ayy
kick that b*tch no punt, ayy
sh*t on that ball like a plunger, ayy
block kinda hungry got munchies, ayy
run up on me then i’m bustin’, hey

[chorus: pop smoke]
look, big 092mlboa
gq, you got a gun, n*gga, gun, n*gga? me too
brodie gon’ what? brodie gon’ back out, brodie gon’ brush ’em
look, brodie gon’, brodie gon’, rrr
dig in that louis bag, louis bag, n*gga, dig in that bag, duffle
brodie gon’ back out, cut ’em, brodie gon’, woo, i bet moe gon’ shoot
don’t get put on a shirt, watch n*ggas lurk
i keep a glock when i’m in church
spin through your block, step on the clutch
hit that boy up, then i reverse
[verse 2: pop smoke]
i don’t talk to n*ggas, i don’t play wit’ n*ggas
got a bad b*tch that’d tase a n*gga
stone cold, blue flag, 09 to the a, n*gga, woo back
uh, say that, i call a ape with a maybach
i’m 823, i get straight cash, if you got that work, i’ma take that
said i’m big 092, know that i’m woo
don’t come to my block, we gon’ give ’em the boot
i keep me a glock, shoot out the roof, two .38’s, three .22’s
uh, uh, dayday
have you screamin’ through mega like, “mayday”
who the f*ck are you talkin’ to, crazy?
if you don’t want no beef, n*gga, pay me

[verse 3: xxxtentacion]
post with that f*cking blade, b*tch, i’ll skin your face, huh
d*ck on that f*cking gun, i love it when they run (ayy, ayy, ayy)
f*ck all that talkin’ sh*t, do that sh*t for fun, uh
f*ck ’round with these n*ggas, ayy
stab a body* f*ck do you mean?, ayy

- exetra beatz lyrics

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