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letra de back2back - fbe keyon

[verse 1: fbe keyon]
me and e in this b-tch goin’ back to back
my n-ggas ain’t beefin’ with no n-ggas that ain’t caught no hat
n-ggas askin’ too many questions, startin’ to think they tapped
you was a nerd, but now you in the streets, you is not like that
n-ggas cuffin’ bops, y’all got heart, i am not gon’ cap
i ain’t gon’ lie, my n-ggas really dyk-s the way they keep they strap
fbe my brothers for life, they always got my back
my n-ggas chase sh-t down on feet, they don’t run no track
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout smoke, they better off goin’ to hit they black
lil’ n-gga thought he was gifted, got his ass wrapped
if my n-ggas link with your b-tch, you already know they fapped
they said they touched one of my n-ggas, you already know they cat
can’t wait ’til e get on this b-tch, i already know he gon’ snap
can’t be f-ckin’ with these hoеs, last one tried to get mе trapped
i don’t be hittin’ hoes, but she deserve to get her ass slapped
i just started with this sh-t and y’all gettin’ lapped
same n-ggas hatin’ see me out and try to give me dap
i ain’t with all that fake sh-t, go’n and back back
i ain’t even on no tough sh-t, but get your ass clapped
all my n-ggas gremlins, they be on tip, i ain’t even gon’ cap

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
d-mn, key, where the f-ck you find this beat at?
take a n-gga stick and make him pay me to get his heat back
drank beat my ass, i bought a deuce to get a rematch
i be on the sack side, y’all be shoppin’ where it’s cheap at
she say she done f-ckin’ with me, but she don’t mean that
this b-tch so cold in the face that she don’t need ass
he tryna up twenty thousand, bro, i seen that
n-ggas think sh-t sweet ’til i hop out on ’em with the fully
n-ggas tryna beef with a b-tch and think that they a bully
in the party drunk with a switch, you better not f-ckin’ push me
put his ass on the bench ’cause he a f-ckin’ rookie
n-gga, i’ma bond straight out, it ain’t no point to book me
last time i bonded out, i had to spend ten
i texted a n-gga, told him it wasn’t up, but it still is
she told me she’ll never let me f-ck, but she still did
then she said, “i thought you was workin’ on yourself,” b-tch, i’m still is
you gotta give me time
shot ten out the drac’ and gave his ass a dime
took the label off the quagen bottle, gave his ass some pie
put a potato on the front of the chop and gave his ass a fry, man

- fbe keyon

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