Backwood Bussin'
Project Rex
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Yea, yea, yea I get the packs, no way a nigga doing crunches Hold on Get the packs, no way a nigga doin' crunches Got a Backwood, fronto in it bussin' Got a white bitch, blue eyes, think she Russian How I get to the racks, make no assumptions I just got a big bag, came from nothin' Now I smoke real gas, zaza puffin' Got a light skin on me like Lauren London Bad bitch on my dick, had'a tell her stop it Get the packs, no way a nigga doin' crunches Got a Backwood, fronto in it bussin' Got a white bitch, blue eyes, think she Russian How I get to the racks, make no assumptions I just got a big bag, came from nothin' Now I smoke real gas, zaza puffin' Got a light skin on me like Lauren London Bad bitch on my back, had'a tell her stop it Thank god every day that I’m finally poppin' They be praying I'ma quit, but I’m never stoppin' I don’t really give a damn what them boys sayin' Cause my brodie got a four-five, yea he’s sprayin' Married to the money, yea you know we cuffin' Bands in my Mike Amiri jeans, stuffed in How is she your wife and she here sluttin' She been tryna give it to me since I made Get It In I won’t lie, she a dime Yea, she a lil ten But her mans, he a bum tryna sell them lil grams I was born plugged in, I don’t do the middle man I was only 17 when I started gettin' bands Now I’m zoomin' on the highway Yea, I’m speedin' Bad bitch on my dick and she got a reason Cause I drip, fit change like the four seasons What I spend on my fit, you would not believe it If you ever switch sides, then I call it treason Hit it one time and I got her feenin' Two-five in a Backwood, steamin' Bad bitch rollin' off X, geekin' Told me "dive in," so I’m in the deep end Us verse y’all, y’all lose, we win You don’t wanna go to war, cause my hitter creepin' Get the packs, no way a nigga doin' crunches Got a Backwood, fronto in it bussin' Got a white bitch, blue eyes, think she Russian How I get to the racks, make no assumptions I just got a big bag, came from nothin' Now I smoke real gas, zaza puffin' Got a light skin on me like Lauren London Bad bitch on my dick, had'a tell her stop it Get the packs, no way a nigga doin' crunches Got a Backwood, fronto in it bussin' Got a white bitch, blue eyes, think she Russian How I get to the racks, make no assumptions I just got a big bag, came from nothin' Now I smoke real gas, zaza puffin' Got a light skin on me like Lauren London Bad bitch on my back, had'a tell her stop it Y’all stop it, y’all boys Y’all boys, y’all boys ain’t poppin' Yea, yea, yea Oh nah, oh nah
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