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back in blood - kinggbagg lyrics

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ain’t folded one time i put that on god
i walk around wit bout 250 20’s stuffed in my jeans while i’m clutching the rod
i hear the rumors these n*ggas been making running round capping making facade
lemme know what you on i got n*ggas on standby ready to go ready to rob

ain’t gotta say sh*t i jus give em a nod
im coo wit them scammers who swiping them cards
i’m only focused on bread i ain’t fw broads
you super man hoez i general zod

in the whip wit 3 k’s wit riding wit ku klux
i ain’t slept in 3 days i’m pouring a 2 cup
chop kick sh*t like li mei whenever we shoot up
i’m calling hits thru a 3 way my n*ggas come suit up

these n*ggas broke g*y fruit cup
i’m quick to cut off a hoe she start acting out too much
i remеmber i was broke and f*cked up for a fеw months
i start putting in work i ain’t sleep for like 2 months

i ain’t got no time to go hate onna n*gga
i remember them hoez who had flaked onna n*gga
when the feds get behind we don’t brake for them n*ggas
i got yo main b*tch naked making steak for a n*gga

came from nothing so they hate onna n*gga
ain’t into the gimmicks can’t fake for these n*ggas
in the trap all night moving weight on these n*ggas
i’m too far ahead can’t wait on these n*ggas
i’m here to make bands i ain’t here to make friends
i punch in every time make em feel what i’m sayin
my driver got woods and za in the car when i land
ceo vibes pga be the brand

i play laid back till you come fw my plans
we gotta whole lotta drums them n*ggas in bands
my hoez foreign one jus flew in from j*pan
i drop a bagg then bruh come knock off ya mans

knock off ya mans them bullets start clapping
my n*ggas come thru wipe his nose like a napkin
they always speaking on bagg but steady be cappin
i always walk down onna beat i steady be snappin

kinggba double g
i’m the beat walker n*gga who fw me
literally get onna beat and i keep walkin
these n*ggas broke than a b*tch but they keep talkin

my heart stone cold steve austin
i gotta plug for the poles let me know if you need carbons
i jus roll me a wood if i wanna go see martians
when i re up i get bo’s at a cheap bargain

always hungry for more so i grind like i keep starving
imma beat my case i ain’t taking no plea bargain
we having sells like them n*ggas in flea markets
if the blunt go out won’t trip imma re spark it
i stay goin dumb on beats r*t*rded
this life sh*t real luh bruh you can’t restart it
sum like bron how a n*gga can’t be guarded
this pound real stank mane it smell like the p farted

ain’t folded one time i put that on god
i walk around wit bout 250 20’s stuffed in my jeans while i’m clutching the rod
i hear the rumors these n*ggas been making running round capping making facade
lemme know what you on i got n*ggas on standby ready to go ready to rob

ain’t gotta say sh*t i jus give em a nod
im coo wit them scammers who swiping them cards
i’m only focused on bread i ain’t fw broads
you super man hoez i general zod

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