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plz excuse my proper swag - backw666s lyrics

[verse 1: morgue]
lil’ shawty cute, she kinda a bad b*tch
i been makin’ big money, just know it ain’t average
big numbers all around me, it’s a lil’ staggerin’
got my name all in they mouth, know they love they chatterin’
big, big money, i got big f*ckin’ racks
i got big*bitty b*tches fallin’ in love with my tracks
got my music on loop, need that sh*t like it’s crack
f*ck a fascist, they gon’ die and i’ma put ’em in a pack
i’m with woody, speedin’ in the foreign, had to slam the gas
i won’t ever slam the brakes, i won’t ever come in last
young morgue with the sh*ts, you know that i got class
they can’t do it how i do, that’s some sh*t they cannot grasp, uh
told me, “do it good,” then i do her ass bad
i would lay you out, take a picture, don’t forget to tag
i got haters hatin’ me, in denial, they some fans
doeb0yz is the sh*t, please do not misunderstand
really think you got talent? please keep it hidden
b*tches love my style, blow my money, good riddance
make her feel good, make her feel it in her kitten
dudes talkin’ sh*t ’cause i’m in they dream position
in la with chef, i rap on the laptop
and my whole life i stayed in the backdrop
now it’s my time, i’m the master, i can’t stop
make him meet his death, get slammed on the blacktop
[verse 2: backw666s]
ayy, tiny pants take yo’ b*tch though
me and morgue chillin’, yeah, we finna roll some big dope
i don’t give a f*ck, i’m still proper as a b*tch though
oh, that’s yo’ b*tch? but she all up on my d*ck though, ayy
swag from the wall to the window
i be makin’ bank, new tint on the benz, ho
big*ass chain, sh*t harder than my d*ck, bro
bad*ass b*tch, asian mommy with some tits though
fishmixxxx in the b*tch throat
oh, yo’ ass a noob, you be campin’ like you myth, bro
walk up in this b*tch, two poles goin’ dumb, ho
talk about my swag? b*tch, you know that’s a no*no
where you from? you must be new here
word around town, tiny pants like it’s new years
keep a big glock, i don’t talk, i don’t do fear
b*tch, she gon’ do what i say like a d*mn spear
penetrate like a d*mn spear
hoes on my line ’cause my name ring a bell here
i be makin’ money, touchin’ cash like a cashier
you ain’t doin’ sh*t, you as soft as a d*mn deer

- backw666s lyrics

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