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back up - jordan fletcher lyrics

yeah
yeah

(chorus)
n*ggas really wild, yeah i know
don’t be textin’, callin’ and blowin’ up my phone
b*tch i’m back
all these other n*ggas wack, yeah i know
b*tch i’m back
all these other n*ggas wack, yeah i know

k!lling sh*t, who is this?
you forget who i is?
though the old me never shortened the plan
and i don’t give a f*ck if that n*gga bust the crib up
i was runnin’ the gang back up
lil n*gga back back*up
tell em all now back up
kick it from the top, back up

(verse 1)
all of these n*ggas been sayin’ the words
that “they got it”
but i promise that i am not sellin’ it
got in the field and i am making some music
and i feel like a n*gga ezekial elliot
pockеts on me
bout as big as a b*tch
i just got me a strip club as big an elеphant
n*ggas say they been goin’ so hard
but i promise i’m only seein’ them bein’ delicate
might get a couple of dollars and tell that lil’ b*tch i was talking
to go hit the store with it
i got get a hot cheetos and the flames
and if she do not get it she gotta go again
i do not listen to none of her problems
i don’t really care that she got go ho again
cause all of her money she making my n*gga
that’s comin’ to me just so i can go blow this sh*t

really came from the block and i dun did it quickly
n*ggas talking like they winnin’ but that sh*t is iffy
put that n*gga in a bag like his name was missy
and ‘for that bread get you jammed in a f*ckin jiffy
i know they heated i been scheming with the demons
corrupt the government
want us to give’em our allegiance
my momma told me all this sh*t you’ll have and never leave it
dem nightmares come to reality when you dream it

but i never know
plotted that i needed dollars and revenue
can’t listen to the reverend and all the sh*t that he tellin you
i’m really tryna ball on n*ggas, feel like i’m pettigrew
they know my pedigree like wwe

these n*ggas ain’t gon ride with me
so they probably never will see
how i’m cool, calm, collected
but still can murder a b
jordan fletcher b*tch
i’m better than your ???
next in line, guaranteed
n0body can f*ck with me

(chorus)
n*ggas really whack, yeah i know
don’t be texting, callin’, blowin’ up my phone
b*tch i’m back
all these other n*ggas whack, yeah i know
b*tch i’m back
all these other n*ggas whack, yeah i know

k!lling sh*t, who is dis?
you forget who i is?
though the old me never shortened the plan
and i don’t give a f*ck if that n*gga bust the crib up
i was runnin’ the gang back up
lil n*gga back back*up
tell em all now back up
kick it from the top, back up

*fade out*

- jordan fletcher lyrics

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