letra de backpack - meech (can)
[intro]
long live the guys man
(banddupp, stop playing)
got a drac’ up inside of the backpack, n-ggas woulda thought i’m holdin’ a laptop
woulda thought i’m holdin’ a laptop
[chorus]
got a drac’ up inside of the backpack, n-ggas woulda thought i’m holdin’ a laptop
choose any team you need to cl!ck up, my shooters on baseline tryna play blacktop, n-gga
you tryna face man, put on your cleats n-gga, [?] start gettin’ the creeps
lets talk about stats n-gga, then i’m elite, i got shots up close, free throws and threes
don’t get it confused, my n-ggas throw up the c’s but me and chiraq bangin’ b’s, n-gga
they call me meech, flew ot, break the brick down in a week
i hit up the trap, any time i come back i’ma whip it up and go straight back to the t
momma knew i had some talent, didn’t know for what but she know gettin’ out the streets
when i was a jit, she never knew i was runnin’ other n-ggas off of the strip
and then i hit a l!ck, i was up five bands, momma knew i wasn’t workin’ for sh-t no bap
[verse]
but n-ggas get greedy, seen a n-gga stab a other n-gga for a phone inside of the trizzy
i gave a bucket a toke and watched him overdose in front of my face it was [?]
brodie tellin’ me he wanna get back, swear to god, gotta f-ck up the city, yeah
gotta f-ck up the trenches
n-ggas go twenty-five, twenty-five, me and bro go fifty-fifty
a hunnid if i see a opp, dunkin’ on him like drummond
i just got the drop, tell the opps that we comin’
fill him up in a backwood, russian
heard there’s a ‘ollie outside, i’m rushin’ and clutchin’
see opp, pop out, bust it, n-ggas say i’m pushin’ their b-ttons
the switch the only thing that i be touchin’
uh, yeah, uh
[chorus]
got a drac’ up inside of the backpack, n-ggas woulda thought i’m holdin’ a laptop
choose any team you need to cl!ck up, my shooters on baseline tryna play blacktop, n-gga
you tryna face man, put on your cleats n-gga, [?] start gettin’ the creeps
lets talk about stats n-gga, then i’m elite, i got shots up close, free throws and threes
don’t get it confused, my n-ggas throw up the c’s but me and chiraq bangin’ b’s, n-gga
they call me meech, flew ot, break the brick down in a week
i hit up the trap, any time i come back i’ma whip it up and go straight back to the t
momma knew i had some talent, didn’t know for what but she know gettin’ out the streets
when i was a jit, she never knew i was runnin’ other n-ggas off of the strip
and then i hit a l!ck, i was up five bands, momma knew i wasn’t workin’ for sh-t no bap
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