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letra de back from the dead - ktb droy

[intro: ktb droy]
(blowin’ opps, blowin’ opps)

[chorus: ktb droy]
blowin’ opps daily, i can’t even face it
h-llcat supercharged motor i ain’t racing
we catch his ass we scorin’, cook his ass like bacon
i’ll make a n—a famous
out the window yellin’ gang sh-t
we not to be played with
live a thug life like pac’ nem’
hail mary, throw my blessings u before we box em’ in
chrome hearts, designer kicks, b-tch i got all kinda sh-t
step on any n—a, give a f-ck about a consequence

[verse 1: ktb droy]
11 in this clip, im baby klay
like im youngboy, trynna hit his top, who’ gon die today?
paul george, we wipe n—as out and say ball game
free ric, he was with a n—a in my dog days
jeans skinny, racks fat, and my whole gang paid
ain’t n0body with you got a body, boy yo gang lame
everybody with me got a body, the real murda’ gang
riding with a baby k, trynna catch a baby j
i kidnaped adonis, how im riding with a baby drac
jog, if i go, then i went out with a bang
crashed on a skit, if you ain’t shooting then u can’t hang
i know the opps got a few im shooting every mustang
[chorus: ktb droy]
(blowin’ opps, blowin’ opps)
blowin’ opps daily, i can’t even face it
h-llcat supercharged motor i ain’t racing
we catch his ass we scorin’, cook his ass like bacon
i’ll make a n—a famous
out the window yellin’ gang sh-t
we not to be played with
live a thug life like pac’ nem’
hail mary, throw my blessings u before we box em’ in
chrome hearts, designer kicks, b-tch i got all kinda sh-t
step on any n—a, give a f-ck about a consequence

[verse 2: jumpout gang mari]
(skully gang)
jumped out a suburban on my cousin and he nervous
rajon rondo with this 9, n—a f-ck a kyrie irving
pray to god, but we still can bang out in front of the churches
we drop a diss but not a hat, little boys don’t concern us
might be at a show i cancel when its time to slide
they forgot we k!ll sh-t for real, cj pull on side
gave n—as the belt the whole summer, murderville tired
and we ain’t forgot about whop, that draco took his eye
[adlib: ktb droy]
(belt gang)
[verse 2: jumpout gang mari] (continued)
put sh-t up, like i’m my big cousin dre we never stop
play with us, on noah i’m sending n—as up top
i’m gettin’ tired of the switch, brudda pass me the glock
i’m like bron’ in a fast break brudda pass me the rock
[chorus: ktb droy]
(blowin’ opps, blowin’ opps)
blowin’ opps daily, i can’t even face it
h-llcat supercharged motor i ain’t racing
we catch his ass we scorin’, cook his ass like bacon
i’ll make a n—a famous
out the window yellin’ gang sh-t
we not to be played with
live a thug life like pac’ nem’
hail mary, throw my blessings u before we box em’ in
chrome hearts, designer kicks, b-tch i got all kinda sh-t
step on any n—a, give a f-ck about a consequence

[verse 3: gucciak47s]
we gon rock ya block this choppa’ chomp like an xl bully
came here with that lil glock just to duck from sounds of a fully
i’m eating that b-tch cookie and it’s gushy
i’m standing in front the jury with a knock in my hoodie
ar took his eye like nick fury i copped it from missouri
they tryna backdoor and lure me that boy p-ssy
straight to the top like a pulley f-ck i look like beefing wit rookies
h-llcat supercharged ain’t no way they gonna book me
i’ma shoot sh-t like i’m curry ain’t no way they gonna hook me
pour a pint of lean they still don’t know what’s in my soda
snuck choppas’ thru minnesota
how the feds ain’t pull me over
i be k!lling sh-t in dorchester but i chill in dover (113)
chrome hearts, designer kicks it’s gon make her bend over
[chorus: ktb droy]
(blowin’ opps, blowin’ opps)
blowin’ opps daily, i can’t even face it
h-llcat supercharged motor i ain’t racing
we catch his ass we scorin’, cook his ass like bacon
i’ll make a n—a famous
out the window yellin’ gang sh-t
we not to be played with
live a thug life like pac’ nem’
hail mary, throw my blessings u before we box em’ in
chrome hearts, designer kicks, b-tch i got all kinda sh-t
step on any n—a, give a f-ck about a consequence

[verse 4: jog jayden]
beat a n—a ass, i am not boxing
trained all year for this sh-t, balboa rocky
d-mn gang i mean rocky balboa
you can run but can’t hide, we still shoot n—as shows up
skully gang jumpin out, know we do this sh-t for noah
bought my b-tch a pink benz, it look like a francoa
sweet potatoe and fries, tell a n—a pick a side
they tried to slime must’ve forgot that im slime
if you catch a 71, shoot him 71 times
commited to this sh-t if he send drop, i will slide
we the real murda gang, smackin n—as on live
they keep shooting every track, opps dont even know my ride n—a

[outro: ktb droy & jumpout gang mari]
yeah, yeah
lame ass lil boys, we the real murda gang, murda ville
f-ck them other n—as
slatt

- ktb droy

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