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letra de back again - jayy brown & lb spiffy

[intro: jayy brown]
(his name is sean)
yeah

[chorus: jayy brown]
they gon’ take me out retirement, the boss, ain’t no firin’ him
i’m hot, call the fireman, i might have to silence ’em
she wanna f-ck with an african, real fine boy, real ten out of ten
heard jayy brown rappin’ again, tell a friend to tell a friend
they gon’ call you broski, but be plottin’ low-key
man, them n-ggas corny, yeah, i don’t fear no man
only god could judge me, no time to be comfy
gotta get that money, yeah, uh

[verse 1: jayy brown]
know the game vеry well, i be skippin’ chapters (skip, skip, skip, skip)
was ahеad of me then, don’t be checkin’ me after (uh)
let’s go, tell ’em i need my sp-ce, no nasa (tell ’em i need my sp-ce like what?)
yeah, hop in the rolls, go ghost like casper (yeah)
they gon’ say i owe ’em ’cause i’m lit and they still ain’t, i’m p-ssed (nah)
b-tch, i ain’t lamar, you ain’t gettin’ sh-t, you ain’t gettin’ sh-t
sad to say them n-ggas got hate in they blood, them n-ggas p-ssed (them n-ggas p-ssed)
low-key, i got an a1, i would’ve took your b-tch
i seen it, i know it (know it), i get it, i blow it (blow it)
a rapper, a poet (poet), he spazzin’, he goated
when i’m feelin’ down, i still know i’m chosen
that’s how i be copin’, take that sh-t and focus (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[verse 2: lb spiffy]
hop out a car, now we ghost sh-t
you know that lb do the most sh-t (skrrt)
n-ggas talkin’, but don’t pull up (pull up)
baby-ass n-gga, need pull-ups (pull-ups)
smokin’, i’m smokin’ that good stuff (skrrt)
she throw it back on some hood stuff
baby girl, she got turned to a freak
she bad, she geekin’ (yeah, yeah)
do good, i’ma put you on fleek (yeah, yeah)
stack the money ’cause sh-t ain’t cheap (yeah, yeah)
all that talkin’ on the ‘net, we gon’ creep (skrrt, skrrt)
you already know how we be, b-tch
get the guap ’til my team lit (’til my team lit)
brodie pop out the cut with like three sticks
n-ggas rats, they be eatin’ on cheesesticks (yeah, yeah)
but you should already know that (yeah, yeah)
n-ggas, they fake, they show that (yeah, yeah)
give me that bread, gotta owe back
sh-t get crazy on my ends
you should already know who we are, we skrrt ’round in a high-end
they already know who we are, but these lil’ n-ggas think they hidin’ (skrrt)

- jayy brown lb spiffy

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