back 2 back - gmd jay q lyrics
we ain’t k!ll the n*gga but you know we smokin on his pack
k pack roll that n*gga up we smokin back to back
f*ck that f*ck what you be claiming f*ck hunnit racks
f*ck that finna make a movie ld grab the mask
these n*ggas be b*tches (huh)
see it in they pictures (huh)
these n*ggas be snitching (huh)
ain’t no way dey fixing it
pop him like a edible
these n*ggas be so federal
real deal felon
leave him dead just like a vegetable
these n*ggas be b*tches (huh)
see it in they pictures (huh)
these n*ggas be snitching (huh)
ain’t no way dey fixing it
pop him like a edible
these n*ggas be so federal
real deal felon
leave him dead just like a vegetable
outta prison turnin up
smoking opps we burn it up
stealing clothes yall lame as f*ck
that n*gga lied yall dumb as f*ck
yo cousin we beat em up
tryin sh*t come test yo luck
said you miss yo homie
ima send you up to see the bruh
talkin sh*t though
see yo home and kick the back door
seen the window
ima shoot yuu through the peep hole
stole my lingo
yuu was broke and ain’t get no hoes
now a street n*gga
you a b*tch ya you a bozo
pull up wit the choppa stick
we see that hoe we rob the b*tch
ima steady pop my sh*t
cause you know you can’t stop dat sh*t
you steady be talkin sh*t
all on the snap just like a b*tch
please dont bring yo mamma
we gon split the b*tch
she ride the d*ck
i still hate designer
ima f*ck yo mama
betta not have a kid
cause when she grow up f*ck yo daughter
hotter dan a lighter
you just not a fighter
but you is o and five you not shooter just retire
we ain’t k!ll the n*gga but you know we smokin on his pack
k pack roll that n*gga up we smokin back to back
f*ck that f*ck what you be claiming f*ck hunnit racks
f*ck that finna make a movie ld grab da mask
these n*ggas be b*tches (huh)
see it in they pictures (huh)
these n*ggas be snitching (huh)
ain’t no way dey fixing it
pop him like a edible
these n*ggas be so federal
real deal felon
leave him dead just like a vegetable
slime him out i wipe his nose
got the drop we at yo door
you shot but you ain’t up da score
i’m twenty four double zero
f*ck ya b*tch ill f*ck ya hoe
ballin like my name the rose
broke ah h*ll yall stealin clothes
i’m cold ah h*ll from head to toe
smokin on this k pack dis sh*t hittin this sh*t gas or what
ld smokin back to back my n*gga can you pass or what
see you ima beat you das on gang i can’t pass it up
no need to slide but if i do i promise you ill go and make it up
diss the dead but we ain’t dead so what we gotta say to you
see you ima beat yuu that’s on god but he ain’t savin you
dare to call me broke but member you had begged to wear my shoes
playin in these streets well put yo ass up on that channel news
we ain’t k!ll the n*gga but you know we smokin on his pack
k pack roll that n*gga up we smokin back to back
f*ck that f*ck what you be claiming f*ck hunnit racks
f*ck that finna make a movie ld grab the mask
these n*ggas be b*tches (huh)
see it in they pictures (huh)
these n*ggas be snitching (huh)
ain’t no way dey fixing it
pop him like a edible
these n*ggas be so federal
real deal felon
leave him dead just like a vegetable
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