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backshot action - lil dre6o lyrics

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[intro]
(ayy, darren, run it back)
(four3va)
i say shawty want me to chase her, uh, out my life, erased her

[chorus]
shawty want me to chase her, huh, out my life, erased her
know that ho every move, i know what she wan’ do, it’s like i raised her (uh)
most of these n*ggas be broke, don’t diss me if you can’t show no paper (uh)
smokin’ that boy, we put his ass six deep, send his ass right to his maker
know he a b*tch, he ain’t makin’ nothin’ shake
i’m tryna come out the window with drac’
hop out boomin’, i make the b*tch quake
i don’t know which car i want to ride in today
i don’t know which bop i wanna slide in today
if you don’t want smoke, bеtter slide out the way
say you gon’ rock somеthin’, this n*gga must be dumb, you must wanna die today

[verse]
she say, “dg, put me in your favorite position,” i put her in backshot action
then we in backshot clappin’
wake up off the drank, i don’t know what happened
i hang out the roof, he gon’ know what’s happenin’
pass the ho to my bro like peyton manning
still’ll take you down, i’m a real savage
dog sh*t, i’m havin’ real cabbage
aw sh*t, wide*body, still slashin’
he wearin’ amiri and purple, that’s tacky
we kidnap his folks, put fire on your daddy
opps see me on they side and don’t do sh*t, just go on the ‘gram and diss
i know a n*gga from the east ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t, his ass is really a b*tch
how you seen my face and didn’t get off?
i’m havin’ pape’ for real, ain’t trippin’ ’bout none of that sh*t that i had bought
b*tch, you can keep all this sh*t (on god)
n*ggas act meek as f*ck, i want it with all them boys, get all ’em hit
i got on all my chains when i ride through the city, might slide through the set (uh)
[chorus]
shawty want me to chase her, huh, out my life, erased her
know that ho every move, i know what she wan’ do, it’s like i raised her (okay)
most of these n*ggas be broke, don’t diss me if you can’t show no paper (uh)
smokin’ that boy, we put his ass six deep, send his ass right to his maker
know he a b*tch, he ain’t makin’ nothin’ shake
i’m tryna come out the window with drac’
hop out boomin’, i make the b*tch quake
i don’t know which car i want to ride in today
i don’t know which bop i wanna slide in today
if you don’t want smoke, better slide out the way
say you gon’ rock somethin’, this n*gga must be dumb, you must wanna die today (you crazy)

[outro]
ycoe

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