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back door - van buren records lyrics

[intro: jiles]
yeah
yeah

[verse 1: jiles]
b*tch, i’m moshing in the pit
i’m blackin’ out on a fifth
i’m from the 5, i’m a trench baby, n*gga, i’m legit
we gon’ throw ’em up
we gon’ say the slang
that’s on dogs
got the gang with me h*lla deep
we gon’ set it off
what you talking ’bout?
seven*figure meetings with execs, check my bank account
i can’t control hundred zoes, who let the doggies out?
brodie hit a scam and took his family straight to the south
jiles is a trifling*ass n*gga, hit it on the couch
shorty always giving back lip, but i love her mouth
talkin’ all that broke sh*t, boy, what you talking ’bout?
i’m an important n*gga, so i can’t be involved with that
best believe whoever with me has the burner in they bag
[verse 2: felix]
wake up in the morning, smell the folgers, bet we comin’ through
let me keep it honest, give me all that sh*t, we want the loot (give me the loot)
couldn’t call it, but we spent it all before the summer through
got a moment? nah, i been the coldest since two*oh*one*two
from the brockton zoo, watch the way you talkin’, fool
watch the way you walkin’ too
tried to let you know, my nig’
back then, waves, yeah, spinnin’ like a disc jockey
locked in, can’t bend, now i’m sh*t talkin’
top tenner in this lil’ sh*t that they call hip*hop
blowin’ up like kerosene up in my blunt
yves saint laurent just to stomp up on you bums
since the sneaker talk, been moonwalkin’ on the sun
for real, let me walk
celines, let me cop
a lean in my bop
i can’t take no losses
count ’em up
they sayin’ he the one
a dream with a knot
still, i’m moving cautious

[verse 3: invada]
ran up in this sh*t, then made a wave, now i’m popular
i’m still frozen out this b*tch like i ain’t check the calendar
drop it when she shake it, sh*t go faster than a challenger
drop you in a flash, i ain’t talkin ’bout no camera (cheese)
he gon’ take a loss and try to blame it on another n*gga
i done took some losses, that’s okay ’cause i recover still
i was walking ’round with just a couple billies in my pocket
i go home and go on google, look up how to make a mil’
keep it solid, man of steel, they know i politic for real
when i’m finished out this earth, i put my peoples in my will
they can’t step up to the plate because they know that they gon’ fail
i was just out in dc and put them shots up, bradley beal (swish)

- van buren records lyrics

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