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letra de backpack raps - charles.125

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charles intro:

(woah)

backpack raps where it at
yo i got every i need on my laptop bro and my phone, don’t need a desktop
woah, uh huh
run it back uh
lets go

charles hook:

backpacks raps where you at
from the bas-m-nt to the top floor
backpack raps where you at
run it back like its track
bout to hit the sack

ry verse 1:

wake up everyday go to class
puttin the minimum, imma barley pass
i ain’t sleeping but i still make cash
5ifty 5ive on i 95 roscoe dash
pull up in the maybach like i’m spike jones
balling out like i’m mike, sike karl malone
in my feelings with a bud light, post malone
and your b-tch just be wildin, callin my phone

ry hums: mmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm mmmmm

back against the wall like i’m wearing vlone
i’m a bronco b-tch like it’s no fly zone

charles verse 1:

back with the raps, just needed some sp-ce
backpack raps like we ratpack (woah)
i was inspired by cudi and ye
but i ain’t celebrating, working hard
mind to paper, ink like lsd
made the ep called it messy waves
memory card save bout to save my verse (bro)
but i pull up in the he-rs- ( woah)
bro, my freestyle verse sound like garbage
need a second rewrite bro

pre chorus
and you know i stay sassy with it (woah)
i gotta stay classy with it (what )
and you know i keep actin different
got the moves like i’m on some michael jackson sh-t

charles verse 2:

woah, walked in rocking tan vans
dudes don’t want to talk unless you make ten bands
or styling ray bans cross your face (woah)
pull up in the two-door jeep
got everything i need bro
ultra-lightbeam in soho (woah)

no sheep sh-t, i got my own style
that is why its called a freestyle bro
no name calling sh-t, i ain’t hostle
unless we haven’t talk in a while

(ry phone call) : i caught that sh-t like a free-throw bro
imma be litty like the heat
lets f-cking get it

ry verse 2:

(woah, yeah)
shawty wanta ball on my team
like sp-ce jam you know my bunny hops so mean
off white stan smiths, vanilla ice cream
keepin retro cause i don’t like to go mainstream

she be living life dominicana
she so bad smokin on the marjuana
did i say that she look like moana
cause i’m feelin inspirational like obama
counting up stacks man f-ck a comma
if you got sh-t to say i don’t want no drama
ride in the whip man no yokohama
no getting love from you (yo) , but from your baby mama (ok)

charles verse 3:

did you hear that f-cking last verse
we balling harder than lebron james bro (woah)
from my best friends bas-m-nt
to the third floor of my college dorm
working my ass off in the studio

dudes asking me where the tracks at
where the racks at
where the collabs at
b-tch go do jumping jacks
i don’t want to hear it
i am energized and focused

ending:

backpack-raps where it at ( bro )
backpack-raps where it at ( yo )
got everything i need in my backpack
laptop, midi-keyboard
now we about to kick some tracks bro ( woah )

backpack raps
where it at ( yuh )

alright there we go

- charles 125

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