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letra de back at it - brodie & slime

[intro: brodie & slime]
aye, b-tch it’s brodie in the stu
slime too
aye
aye

[verse 1: slime]
pop out with the moccasins, b-tches will rock with it
glancey so small, i’ll put him in my pocket
arm out of his socket, we blastin’ off rockets
we too big, n0body can stop this
n0body can top this, we leavin’ no options
leavin’ no options, leavin’ no options yeah
(we leavin’ no options)
we leavin’ options yeah
(izak made this one)
makin’ hits like its fenway, renegades
pourin’ charlemagne, spillin’ brains, let that marinade
i can never say what i wanna say, stayin’ in my lane
k!llin’ dudes on their way to heaven’s gates, what a shame
see it everyday
say you got game, really doubt that
carryin’ this song like a backpack
squeezin’ verses like a corset
match that, scratch that
we servin’ vietnam flashbacks, you can check that
this sh-t on fire, i’m askin’ brodie “where the matches at?”
on the edge of goin’ splat like an acrobat
tellin’ foenem “get ready for the combat”
me and brodie got the codes, come bomb that
these other rappers trash, they copycat
when i’m on the track it’s my habitat
so face facts, be smart and don’t answer back
[pre-chorus: brodie]
i’m covered in the b-tches, you payin’ for the p-ssy
man i just f-cked a haitian b-tch, oreo cookie
i’m never gon’ lose her cause she too attached to me
if she ever get cold, cop her heat, i cop her gucci

[chorus: brodie]
paper racin’ it’s daytona, my chain gold like a corona
actin’ like you got a b-tch, but you don’t i woulda stole her
rollin’ trees ain’t no sequoia, if she loyal she get spoiled
wanted sushi, so i overnighted in nagoya
competition losin’ sleep, they losin’ sleep to paranoia
better watch your back, pretty soon we’ll be right on ya
brodie in the benz and the opps got the toyota
blowin’ up, yeah we gon’ be too famous to know ya

[verse 2: brodie]
i’m the white chad chizzy i get busy with the pipe
what they spittin’ hittin’, but it’s not worth the hype
i got all these hoes up on me but they really not my type
yeah we back at it again, sh-t ain’t no surprise aye
b and s thats “bands”, don’t f-ck with us, you’ll pay the price
all these b-tches they be fake as f-ck, i see through they disguise
me and slime we on the rise, competition minimized
thinkin’ that this sh-t is easy, we gon’ prove ’em otherwise
(we gon’ prove ’em otherwise)
we leavin’ no options yeah
aye
aye

[outro: brodie & slime]
aye, aye
paper racin’ it’s daytona, my chain gold like a corona

- brodie slime

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