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letra de back 2 back - bigbank dontis

[intro: babyfxce e]
(f-ck the fire, we got grease)
yeah (it’s a wayne beat)
it’s with an x, n-gga
fxce (his name’s pablo)
come on
yeah

[verse 1: babyfxce e]
i’m with bigbank dontis in the 616
fiend got too excited, got impatient and tried to sniff a brick
ayy, pull up on that n-gga at the store, i’m finna hit a l!ck
this glock got a switch, i upped the bl!ck and took him out his sh-t
told him, “give me that”
go ot for three weeks and bring a fifty back
i got this weed from babytron, this a sh-tty pack
fly a b-tch out and turn her up
when she come back to the crib, she bringin’ titties back
everybody don’t like sh-t talkin’, they call it filthy rap
told my n-gga we out to the junkyard, i’m finna build a scat
this is not a game, i got a micro drac’, it ain’t no shield for that
i got some buzz and started helpin’ n-ggas, they say i’m real for that
[verse 2: bigbank dontis & babyfxce e]
i got a bag and started frontin’ n-ggas, i’m too real for that
runnin’ off and don’t pay your tab, get k!lled for that
ballin’-ass n-gga with two straps, they think gilbert back
two hundred raw, two hundred of the cut, i’m ’bout to build a sack
she said, “look me in the eye,” b-tch, i see the cap
i’m ’bout to bake me a cake, they think anita back
for the chicken, i’ll roll a n-gga up like a pita wrap
dress the chop up to sit his ass down, i’m in my deacon bag
i told e if i change, go’n push me in the grave
hollow pr-cked him in his head like he tryna get a fade
and if you try to baller block, this b-tch gon’ get you out the way
this b-tch keep beggin’ for some money, i’m finna send her down the way

[interlude: bigbank dontis & babyfxce e]
when you make it there, call me
don’t do over seventy-five, do the speed limit
yeah, come on
alright
yeah, look

[verse 3: babyfxce e]
ain’t n0body even sweatin’, n-gga, it ain’t no rush
strap put a hole in his back, it settled in his gut
ain’t pull it out when i was in the cat, i set it in her gut
took the badges off the ‘cat and told a scat n-gga line it up
[verse 4: bigbank dontis]
roll sloppy when i’m tryna pull it out, b-tch, count it up
i made a dub, well, nineteen, i rounded up
i call that b-tch dtf ’cause she down to f-ck
bend over, arch your back, pull her hair when i dive
i been standin’ outside, n-ggas say they finna slide
bro said bury him with the chop if he ever die
shoot xzibit out the clip, this b-tch’ll pimp a n-gga ride

- bigbank dontis

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