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letra de backend - bak jay

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[intro]
(d-mn, finn), ayy

[chorus]
walk in the spot with that sh-t on me, got the whole place smellin’ like pounds
you don’t like how i get, better keep it that way, don’t be mad when i’m movin’ around
i like to f-ck bad hoes and smoke my dope
he don’t know his b-tch on go
you better let that b-tch blow if i say go
he wanna talk about racks, put that sh-t on the floor
big boss, but i need my backend
come to the city, better tell ’em to tap in
switch on the glock, now that b-tch get to actin’
switch at the spot when they find out you trappin’
can’t go for nothin’, we make n-ggas freeze up
gone off a perky, that b-tch got me geeked up
gone off a perky, that b-tch got me geeked
b-tch tryna love me, sh-t ain’t for the weak

[verse]
first time on a drill, you just wanna creep (creep)
then that sh-t gon’ get live, they slide to the p’s
then that sh-t gon’ get live with me (live with me)
i ain’t trippin’, i’ll slide for free (slide for free)
it’s our team, we ride two deep
money come in like the lottery
flexin’ too hard, b-tch, i might pull a muscle
i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch, i’m poppin’ your bubble
whole lotta opps, b-tch, i got me a couple
go count me a ten, put that sh-t in the duffel
k!llers with me, they don’t fight, they don’t tussle (they don’t tussle)
shootin’ that breesh, n-ggas lookin’ like russel
countin’ this money, baby, i can’t cuddle
too d-mn lit just to get my number
too d-mn lit just to—
[chorus]
walk in the spot with that sh-t on me, got the whole place smellin’ like pounds
you don’t like how i get, better keep it that way, don’t be mad when i’m movin’ around
i like to f-ck bad hoes and smoke my dope
he don’t know his b-tch on go
you better let that b-tch blow if i say go
he wanna talk about racks, put that sh-t on the floor
big boss, but i need my backend
come to the city, better tell ’em to tap in
switch on the glock, now that b-tch get to actin’ (ayy)
switch at the spot when they find out you trappin’
can’t go for nothin’, we make n-ggas freeze up
gone off a perky, that b-tch got me geeked up
gone off a perky, that b-tch got me geeked
b-tch tryna love me, sh-t ain’t for the weak

[outro]
sh-t ain’t for the weak, n-gga
ayy, ayy, bak

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