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backpack - smac lyrics

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aye
we really some wild sh*t sometimes
so let’s turn up
let’s go

my hat back in that matt black, got a loud pack in my backpack
got a dirty flow where the mats at, brought the whole gang like the rat pack
we talking paper i stack, stack
bad b*tches, where you at, at (yuh)
bad b*tches where you at, at

dap, dap, i don’t know ya brah
i walk around like i don’t give a f*ck
i’m a different cut, i’m a different breed
you a copy cat, you a mini*me
can’t do it like me (no)
can’t do it like me (no)
can’t do it like me (no)
can’t do it like me (hoe)

can’t do it like me, can’t do it like me
can’t move it like me, can’t move it like me
can’t shoot it like me, can’t shoot it like me
my life is a movie, juh call me spike lee

smoking and i’m drinking and i’m getting hypey
is you on a bean, man i juh might be
i used to move weight, don’t take it lightly
you still moving work, man i just might be

the scale still jumping, the bass still bumping
i call these hoes, hoe and the hoes still love it
i beat the beat up, like that sh*t was nothing
i get the cash first, i ain’t really bout frontin

i need a little more the way the work be puffing
fill the blunt up, like a turkey with stuffin
burn that b*tch down, turn that b*tch round
the way i be bussin, man you better start ducking, hann
(brbrbrbrbr)
(haha)
(yea)
(oww)

aye man, let’s get it!

my hat back in that matt black, got a loud pack in my backpack
got a dirty flow where the mats at, brought the whole gang like the rat pack
we talking paper i stack, stack
bad b*tches, where you at, at (yuh)
bad b*tches where you at, at

dap, dap, i don’t know ya brah
i walk around like i don’t give a f*ck
i’m a different cut, i’m a different breed
you a copy cat, you a mini*me
can’t do it like me (no)
can’t do it like me (no)
can’t do it like me (no)
can’t do it like me (hoe)

can’t do it like me, man i swear to god
i’m in all black man, guess i’m dripping tar
slide on yo b*tch, like a credit card
the p*ssy soft, but the work it hard

the work is white, if not it’s purp
i do my sh*t, hoes go bizzurc
in handstand, let me see you twerk
juh pop that ass, like a f*cking perk

shake it baby, yea, shake ya body
shake n’ bake, like ricky bobby
she a good girl, but she acting naughty
got a thick body and the head is sloppy

from the south, got a dirty mouth
she get the bag, and she dippin out
we in the whip and we burning sh*t
i guess that means that we rolling loud (han)

is you wit dis sh*t?
yuh, yuh, yuh (aye)

yuh, yuh, yuh
is you wit dis sh*t, yuh
aye

is you wit dis sh*t
is you wit dis sh*t

you wanna take a sip huh
you wanna flip a brick huh
you wanna f*ck a b*tch huh
you just wanna fl!ck ya wrist huh

- smac lyrics

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