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letra de back den - septembersrich

back den lyrics
[intro: septembersrich & yeat]
back in the day, yeah, i f-cked your ho (uh)
in that tonka on the highway, boy get the f-ck off the road (uh)
i don’t need no d-mn loan, all this cash, boy i own (uh)
in that college dorm, gettin’ dome from your ho (uh)

[chorus: yeat]
back in the day, yeah, i was selling bowls
i ain’t have no money, yeah, had to move some loads (uh)
i just called my twizz up, i just called my bros (uh)
pulled up in benz truck, that gle my ho (yeah, swerve)

[verse: septembersrich & yeat]
ain’t with the fighting, b-tch, i’m up with shooting cars
we ain’t popping xanny bars, pop a perc’ now i’m with the stars
got that tonka in the garage
boy you a b-tch, you ain’t never gonna shine
diamonds on vs1, they shine
neck and wrist, my diamonds gon’ make me blind (skrrt)
none of my twizz gon’ die, yеah, before that double back (buh)
i ain’t gon’ tеll a lie, yeah, before that i’ll be dead (dead)
i ain’t got no time to be speaking on the net, nah (nah)
i don’t got a lot of time baby, just give me the neck (uh)
yeah, lil’ b-tch i make a check (yeah)
i had spent two hundred on my diamonds, they so wet (hey)
why is you running? ’cause you know you ain’t all that (phew)
could’ve bought the tesla, it’s same price as flyin’ the jet (let’s go, let’s go)
crashed the tonka, bought the gle, what’s next?
i ain’t even f-ck that b-tch, that b-tch came over and gave me that neck
swerved on a cop, f-cked around, got caught with a k
say you want a show, i need five k
shooters on go like ándale
say, “you wan’ work?” he say, “okay”
need you to moshpit to this sh-t
if i’m at that the show, i got that bl!ck
beat your ass, shoot you in your sh-t
beat your ass, shoot you in your sh-t
vs1 diamonds, they hit
my b-tch cute, she bad as sh-t
lame ass n-gga can’t ever hit
bro get sh-t, bro gon’ hit a l!ck
i was in the slums but got out that sh-t
n-ggas made it out, they sick
[chorus: yeat]
back in the day, yeah, i was selling bowls
i ain’t have no money, yeah, had to move some loads (uh)
i just called my twizz up, i just called my bros (uh)
pulled up in benz truck, that gle my ho (yeah, swerve)
aim with the fire, b-tch, i’m up with shooting cops (uh)

[outro: septembersrich]
back in the day, yeah, i f-cked your ho
in that tonka on the highway, boy get the f-ck off the road
i don’t need no d-mn loan, all this cash, boy i own
in that college dorm, gettin’ dome from your ho

- septembersrich

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