Back 2 Back Lyrics – Bravo the Bagchaser
Singer: Bravo the Bagchaser
Title: Back 2 Back
[Scum, you finessed this one
Ayy
n#gg#
Bravo Flexin, n#gg#
n#gg#s know what time it is, n#gg#, on my mama [Laudiano
b#tch
Me and Bravo back to back, we the block spinners [Skrrt
I’ll cook a n#gg# up like a hot dinner
I’ma get her on that road, I’m a thot sender [b#tch
I put a body on that pole like a hot stripper [Bah
If we talkin’ ’bout some money, got a lot [I got a lot
Damn, the b#tch is hella bad, she got the WAP [She got the WAP
Me and Bravo, we them n#gg#s, boy, you not [Boy, you not ill
If I make that phone call, he gettin’ dropped [With a mopstick
Bet I make that chopper twerk like a thot b#tch [Like a thot b#tch
Me and Bravo ridin’ ’round, wе on hot sh#t [Skrrt
If a n#gg# hit that blade, I’m gon’ knock sh#t [I’m gon’ knock sh#t
Don’t compare me to your n#gg# ‘causе he not sh#t [That n#gg# lame
I’m in that field playin’ tag, boy, you not it
I’ll clean a n#gg# block with this mopstick
We put some work on that chopper, then we swap it
Now his family in all black like they gothic, n#gg#
I do what I want, I tote what I want
Keep that sh#t a hundred, I don’t like to front
Leave your plug dropped out, wet him up, set him up
Just bought a new chain, that sh#t wet as f#ck, damn
All blue hundreds in my bankroll
Stayed down, dumb b#tch, yeah, that’s how I came up
Pull up to your crib, b#tch, I had to beat the frame up
Pull up to your crib, b#tch, you had to throw them brains up
Big facts, b#tch, I count big stacks
Get a bag and just laugh at your b#tch #ss
Get gone, hit a lick, I’ll get little
Free all the big dogs, b#tch, out that big kennel
Do my jawns one time and get to bleedin’
Shoot his #ss one time, b#tch, he not breathin’
Put it to your dome, talk to me, talk to Jesus
b#tch, don’t talk to me, told her shut up
If you hop up in that beef, better nut up
Shoot a n#gg# in the chest, he coughed a lung up
n#gg#, all that playin’ tough’ll get you done up
Ayy, all that tough shit’ll get you rolled up
Say you solid, dumb b#tch, then why you fold up?
Just caught another opp like a b#tch, now we four up
Man, free Bless, if I take a dub, then my bro up
If I drop a dub on a n#gg#, he a dead man
f#ck that, I want all the smoke like I’m Redman
I’ll put this 40 to his noggin like a headband
I want all the pints, lil’ n#gg#, I’m the med man
Ayy, I bought a street sweeper, I’m a mad man
Pull up with a big chrome, put your #ss to bed, man
Smokin’ on that big gas, b#tch, this that head stash
Drop a bag, my n#gg#s pick it up, where your head at? [Huh]
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