letra de back to back / foursevk - spongy rolla
[intro: movelook & spongy rolla]
turn me up (ayy yo, ludo)
turn me up (grahh)
ayy yo, keem man, you already know how the f-ck we comin’ man (defbeats did it dirty)
(move look) everything dead (f-ck you talkin’ ’bout)
we smokin’ on all deads (all deads, every dead n-gga)
let a n-gga play stupid in this sh-t right now
(move look, like) i’m smokin’ all deads
grahh-grahh (like, grahh-grahh)
smokin’ on (smokin’—) all deads n-gga, every dead n-gga (know how the f-ck i’m comin)
(grahh-grahh) uh
[chorus: movelook]
matter fact, stop pumpin’ his chest
i’m mbk, b-tch, everything dead (doa—doak, look)
ayy yo, spongy, it’s one in the head
i’m smokin’ on chic, that boy got me dead (is you dumb?)
(grrra) and i never got shot in my head (is you dumb?)
grahh (move look)
like, move look, like
[verse 1: movelook]
opp thot, and she wanna rump
after we rump, i pass it to sponge (spongy)
told b-tch, “and i don’t wanna f-ck”
lil’ b-tch, it ain’t addin’ up
i’m smokin’ on deads, who tellin’ me what?
(smokin’ all deads) like, like (is you dumb?)
totin’ knocka’, so you better run, move look, grahh (what?)
mr. move, bet i make ’em run (on bro, on what?)
and i don’t need my gun (don’t— look, like)
lil’ nazzy, go ahead, pick ’em up (pump)
[bridge: movelook]
grahh-grahh, look
and spongy my brotha’, like
smokin chic, mummy in a blunt (chico)
smokin’— grahh-grahh, move look (grrra)
[verse 2: spongy rolla]
ayy yo, keem, up it, let it spray (let it spray)
yell out, “blamma”, then we yell out, “k” (k)
n-ggas p-ssy, why they wanna play? (what?)
catch him lackin’, hollows eat his face (grahh)
spin the [?], got him jumpin’ gates
if we catch him, send him to the gates (to the gates)
couple knocks aimed at his face (grahh)
bro send shots, dumpin’ thru the race (grahh-grahh)
n-ggas be b-tt, what y’all tryna say? (what?)
y’all link with the flocks, so we smokin’ blay (doak)
bando, he p-ssy, he ain’t ever spray (defbeats did it dirty)
foursevk, f-ck you feel a way
[bridge 2: spongy rolla]
foursevk
smokin— (smokin’—, smokin’—)
you already know how the f-ck we comin’, man (foursevk, f-ck you feel a way)
foursevk, f-ck you feel a way
[chorus: movelook]
matter fact, stop pumpin’ his chest
i’m mbk, b-tch, everything dead (doa—doak, look)
ayy yo, spongy, it’s one in the head
i’m smokin’ on chic, that boy got me dead (is you dumb?)
(like) and i never got shot in my head (is you dumb?)
grahh (is you dumb n-gga?)
like, move look, like (uh)
matter fact, stop pumpin’ his chest
i’m mbk, b-tch, everything dead (doa—doak, look)
ayy yo, spongy, it’s one in the head
i’m smokin’ on chic, that boy got me dead (is you dumb?)
(grahh-grahh) and i never got shot in my head (ayy yo, [?])
grahh (smokin’ all deads)
like, move look, like
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