letra de i’m back - dougie b
[intro]
gah, gah
gah, gah, ah, gah
a lau on the beat
ayo, eli, what the f-ck?
gang (gang)
[chorus]
and they thought i was done with the sh-t
f-ck it, i’ma start buggin’ again
like and they know they can’t f-ck with the kid
geekin’, i feel like the heart of this sh-t (ah)
like every day it get harder and sh-t
i go harden and sh-t, baby, pardon the drip
like anywhere we gon’ park out the whip
kk get you, your mother and father a b-tch
[verse 1]
call me d payne, double chop, two grips
two clips off a bean, i’ma fiend for the hit
croodys, they with me, they throwing up crip
bl–dy’s, they with me, we yelling, “don’t trip”
like rеd beam for the fours in the v
green bеam for the gz, blue beam for the p
and you n-ggas ain’t really f-cking with me on the beat
dougie b, ain’t n0body bigger than he
like no cap, do the dash, just ride for the cash
shorty throwing it back
pass for an assist like nash
ain’t no reason to cap, everything i say facts
like 100k on my body, i’m tact
they keep dissing the bros, swear to god n-ggas sad
b-tch, it’s 300 doa, f-ck if you feel a way, add a k then you a pack
[verse 2]
ah
i got on, i put on for the team
gotta sh-t on them n-ggas who didn’t believe
kk, he with me, bugging with the heat
that’s my brother, i’m clipping cousins just for free (ah)
call me d wade, all i need is three
i be boomin’ to k!ll, fiend for the p
he said me, be an imposter
i ain’t never wanna be a pop bum
you a loser, n-ggas need to stop it
with some lil’ dirty n-ggas on the roster
but f-ck that, let’s get litty
we get benty, wocky with the casa
watch her get st-rdy, zaza punching, kicking me like “tada”
mention the bro, that’s a ticket to bye, bye
we turning up every time that a opp’ die
bullets gon’ rip through his shirt, now it’s tie dye
he tried to run, watch him tripped, now he fly high
throw up the score, we gon’ link, it’s a high five (ah)
mexican pain, we don’t geek, we go cha cha (cha)
[chorus]
and they thought i was done with the sh-t
f-ck it, i’ma start buggin’ again
like and they know they can’t f-ck with the kid
geekin’, i feel like the heart of this sh-t
like every day it get harder and sh-t
i go harden and sh-t, baby, pardon the drip
like anywhere we gon’ park out the whip
kk get you, your mother and father a b-tch
[outro]
gah, gah, gah
doa
doa
letras aleatórias
- letra de emmanuel - love & the outcome
- letra de gth - iamjoannahoney
- letra de champagne grime - hitman tiga
- letra de non hai capito - oro grezzo
- letra de why'd you do it? - frente!
- letra de trance - bob sell
- letra de aquí estoy - señal de humo
- letra de live a lie - lil yee
- letra de waves and sun - carpoolparty
- letra de impressions - wilx