letra de back & better - kidd klassic
[verse 1 – quota & kidd kl-ssic]:
yeah, peep the wrist froze like an igloo
you can hear the beat, yeah, we had to switch the tempo
coming for me, that’s a no no
try to run up, get hit with the elbow
g.s.p with the elbow
bankroll like a egg roll
leggo of my eggo
sh-t get real, make calls on the cellphone
trappin’ from boost, & now it’s t-mobile
like my raps, but she lovin’ my vocals
motherf-ckers can’t say “no”
i got all the higher ups on my payroll
you a p-ssy, gotta lay low
b-tches run it up on you, move when she say so
rollin’ up a blunt, chief it like halo
on the table, that’s my peso
trap spot, low-key for me to lay low
have some respect, get your feet off my table
come though with the draco
trigger happy, i’mma give all your n-gg-s a f-cking halo
nfl with the plays though, tackle everybody just to get to the bankroll
oh, you got a draco? let me get that draco, drop ‘em all like a hot potato
[chorus]:
make room for a real n-gg-
don’t you know that we k!ll n-gg-s?
they don’t know how to deal with us
but they tryna eat a meal with us
y’all gotta get it together
they don’t know we back & better
givenchy sweaters
lil’ n-gg-, keep ya head up
‘cause we steady putting pressure
we back & better
[verse 2]
i be rolling with some cold n-gg-s, chilling with the old n-gg-s, big body on the road, hoes with us
& we lookin’ like some pro n-gg-s, stuntin’ on the n-gg-s, got ‘em lookin’ at us like we owe n-gg-s
they don’t know that we be holding weed by the pound, everywhere we go, we rolling
& you know what i’m rollin’
my backwood honey bourbon
slide in that p-ssy just like a curtain
she see the size of my d-ck & got nervous
let me blow her back out, then back out on purpose
i back out then i’m back on the circuit
like to be boujee, my writin’ start cursin’
uh, & we don’t never do a “versus”
whole squad get parts if you surface
that’s la familia code, stickin’ to the burden
kl-ssic chop ‘em up & then i put ‘em in a furnace
it’s about to be a murder scene
i look around, n-body heard a thing
shoot him down, 5, 4, 3…
2, 1, the n-gg- had a closed coffin
think twice, if you think you gone cross me
cross on my neck, & my wrist frosty
money got us looking like the all star team
bentley coop, interior that is whipped cream
no, no, no, no we can’t link
& it’s time to upgrade with a cuban link
f-ck that, i’m coming out with the wolf mink
wolf mink, like cam, got it hot pink
f-ck the shade, issa la familia ting
got the j’s, “off-white” on the show string
what you doing? ain’t you say you want a chopped cheese?
hit the store, 5 cash, & hot wings
[chorus]:
make room for a real n-gg-
don’t you know that we k!ll n-gg-s?
they don’t know how to deal with us
but they tryna eat a meal with us
y’all gotta get it together
they don’t know we back & better
givenchy sweaters
lil’ n-gg-, keep ya head up
‘cause we steady putting pressure
we back & better
[outro]:
they know we back & better…
they know we back & better…
givenchy sweaters…la familia ting
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