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back to back (cole diss) - young walt lyrics

oh man, oh man not again, not again

yeah
back to back incase you didn’t get the message
back to back so you wish you never sent it
i tucked this b-tch into his pyjamas but odds are he was already wearing flannel
cole getting bodied back to back like a rerun i need to change the channel
you launching a grenade , i’m dropping bombs and i ain’t even bringing up randall
i’m spitting flames your weak sh-t can’t even light a candle
you micky mouse, boy i’m mickey mantle
were just playing so it’s only right that i settle the score, this feeling got me looking for more, boy what you settling for
you vanessa hudgens, you ain’t as hot as you used to be
you sitting in silence when you should have been signing a truce with me
high school musical where the butler didn’t do sh-t
i’m bruce wayne in the flesh guess that makes you my b-tch
i think you lost in the rhymes, can’t find the boy anywhere that we looked
man of the music, not even on the same level as nathaniel tooke
you dropped 12 bars, i’m f-cking writing a book
i’m odell beckham in the open field, put this boy in the corner, i got him shook
dropping a banger without dropping a hook
your childhood is the tragic prequel, your daniel cook
this sh-t going back to back like i’m steph curry we trading places
my range is impeccable i’m up 2-0 you still tying your laces
didn’t keep you breathing because i was feeling gracious
stepping at me like i ain’t been a step ahead since i stole your bitstrips p-ssword, i think you got this backwards
i think mason did this schtick first, you two need to rehe-rs-
you trying to make some noise, i’m trying to put you in a he-rs-
you better off not responding you’ll only make it worse, yeah
i hope greg’s acura still smells like vomit
nose looking like god ran out of clay, shoutout wallace and gromit
mi casa su-casa but i ain’t been invited in 4 years, i’m still waiting, and i’m still praying that life gives you a second chance
body ain’t even cold, kept it in the fridge like i’m bob vance
i’m praying you find a normal coloured pair of pants
i left examples in my notes i warned you well in advance
you wanna talk about balling like you ain’t a poor-man’s larry nance
looks like the bahs dipped his toe in but wasn’t prepared to make a splash
stay catching bodies but i ain’t finished, i’m ash
im metaphorically swimming in cash, you just had to ask
you stay out my messages like nothing happened, life easier when you face it
boy probably still in the bas-m-nt
atleast he knows where his place is
in love with mich-lle, i just call it antics
loved taylor campbell enough to c-m on her status update, it’s just not that romantic
first one sent him to the booth this one got em frantic
i’m a god in my own circle i think the seed is planted
claiming he still got bars, kicking p-ssed his prime he’s tomas vanek
sarah behring stay appearing in my boys wet dreams
i think sarah behring had my boy spitting like jet streams
i think you boys learned what happened when you test me
waiting for the hype to settle you haven’t even seen the best me
i got layers call me eric wilceski
you wanna knock on my record but i’m batting a thousand
i’m content with this story but you had to keep browsin’
first kiss with aurora sent her straight to rodrique
d-ck rounding over that sh-t starting to reek
you know i made it when my sh-t starting to leak
my latests sh-t on my greatest hits, got you feeling like meek

lil b-tch….

- young walt lyrics

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