lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

backdoor - ​textkill lyrics

Loading...

[verse 1: textk!ll]
like b*tch, watch the ones close, yeah, they be backdoor
and this sh*t slimy, i’ma show you how to backdoor
b*tch, we hit the door, then we filling up our bags
and the way they d*ck suck, man, i swear they some f*gs
yeah, your sh*t ass, go throw it in the trash
like b*tch, i’m flipping packs, running through them like the flash
i just re*upped, b*tch and i’m still staring at a stack
freshman year, i was serving out the bag
scratch that b*tch, now we up on the road
b*tch, i’m with lil hill and he popping out with pole
like b*tch, i pop out, yeah, asics, yeah, with my sweats on
he ain’t tryna bump ’cause that f*ck boy gon’ get stepped on
b*tch, i’m in the end zone, b*tch, i catch that pass
and these motherf*ckers d*ck sucking and they kissing ass
you could really have the route, you would still drop the ball
i’ma stay strong, stay ten even when i fall
and my motivation strong as f*ck, if i can’t walk i’ll crawl
i was down up on my ass and they ain’t even think to call
and these motherf*ckers backdoor, they don’t got your back at all
like ball up top, b*tch, as long as we just keep the ball

[verse 2: moreyt1]
yeah, b*tch on my d*ck, she tryna give it up
i been counting money, that sh*t in my duff
i can’t trust a b*tch, because she’ll never be enough
boy, you down bad, you can’t catch a bag, boy, you a dud
b*tch, we posted in the back, bet you would never see what’s up
b*tch, i’m tweaking on one, you ain’t on none
you tryna see some sh*t, my bro gon’ pop up out the trunk
i been smoking big, this sh*t been f*cking up my lungs
you say you gon’ slide, when t1 pop, you finna run
your b*tch at my house, we been doing drugs
you like talking hot, we send you up, gon’ see the sun
no, i can’t f*ck with you, don’t come around me with no funds
you ain’t tell me sh*t, so you gon’ tell me what you mean
i been with my hoe, so i can’t tell you how it seem
we gon’ spin it back, b*tch, we gon’ hop up out the v
we copping big pack, i won’t serve my neighbor, he a fiend

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...