back out - kidd adamz lyrics
[hook]
i just bought my ticket for a flight how i be movin’
i just caught my b-tches havin’ s-x inside the movies
stuntin’ on these n-ggas and finessin’ how i do it
runnin’ on these b-tches ain’t impressed cause they be choosin
i ain’t losin’ hoe i’m back, back out with the flex
all she did was see the print and backed out of the s-x
i’m just tryna make a check, and spazz out with my set
if money make her c-m, them racks gon’ make her wet.. (yeah, yeah)
[verse]
i just smashed a model on the beach she from dubai
i just mixed the molly in my drink and now i’m fried
went down to chipotle bought a meal for $25
but i told her really i’m a finga l!ckin’ kinda guy
abstract n-gga from the south and that’s word up
black mac chillin’ in the couch just for murder
catch a rap n-gga runnin’ mouth, bend that curve up
pull up on a n-gga like my dawg’ ’bout to serve him
but i don’t want no problems, i don’t want no drama
i just wanna count up and add on to the commas
i just want a house up on the hill for my mama
point me to the money and let me know where to sign up
don’t f-ck with no designer, i just rock my own sh-t
yeah they call me kidd but i’m lookin’ for a grown b-tch
5’5, slim thick, never had to loan sh-t
use to curvin’ n-ggas i’m the one she on the phone with (yeah, yeah)
[hook]
i just bought my ticket for a flight how i be movin’
i just caught my b-tches havin’ s-x inside the movies
stuntin’ on these n-ggas and finessin’ how i do it
runnin’ on these b-tches ain’t impressed cause they be choosin
i ain’t losin’ hoe i’m back, back out with the flex
all she did was see the print and backed out of the s-x
i’m just tryna make a check, and spazz out with my set
if money make her c-m, them racks gon’ make her wet.. (yeah, yeah)
[verse]
i just had a fill up, shawty f-ck with me ’cause she don’t know n0body realer
always on my feet and on the hustle keep it trilla
vacay on the west coast smoking on that k!ller
smokin’ with my n-ggas, hopin’ she get with us
came here with her man bet that n-gga reconsidered
i just made a band off of rappin’ how i’m livin’
throwed off liquor, henny in my liver
i just f-cked a fan in the back seat of the rental
rubbers in my pants i got rackies in my denims
she say how you feelin’ i say ask me in a minute
pop off on a jigga, stickin’ like i’m bizzle
f-ck around and spazz got me grippin’ on a pistol
show way out in denver, ‘st–z that’s my n-gga
i roll out the grabba she roll trees in cigarillos
n-ggas’ hope i’m crashin’ they hope i’ma yell out timber
coast to coast i’m livin…
[hook]
i just bought my ticket for a flight how i be movin’
i just caught my b-tches havin’ s-x inside the movies
stuntin’ on these n-ggas and finessin’ how i do it
runnin’ on these b-tches ain’t impressed cause they be choosin
i ain’t losin’ hoe i’m back, back out with the flex
all she did was see the print and backed out of the s-x
i’m just tryna make a check, and spazz out with my set
if money make her c-m, them racks gon’ make her wet.. (yeah, yeah)
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