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Uh, I be thuggin' back to back them dead guys who passing that (It's Johnny!) Uh We be thuggin' back to back them dead guys who passing that Big Glock red beam attached, can't hide, you can't run from that Two squad, you know the meanest spin for the ones who double back Fuck you, be my demeanor, I'm dead ain't coming back Damn I done touched a hoe in a case still pulled a blam Got so many knives in my back I can't turn around It's so many snakes in the grass down his now I know they don't want no war Fucking bliss now, blood and I want more of it now Ol' buddy was talking shit, he ain't shit now Why hard this activist puttin' the trench down, oh, oh We be thuggin' back to back them dead guys who passing that Big Glock red beam attached, can't hide, you can't run from that Two squad, you know the meanest spin for the ones who double back Fuck you, be my demeanor, I'm dead ain't coming back We be thuggin' back to back them dead guys who passing that Big Glock red beam attached, can't hide, you can't run from that Two squad, you know the meanest spin for the ones who double back Fuck you be my demeanor (fuck you) I'm dead ain't coming back Damn Face shots stand over him, no doubling back Caught in traffic (skrrr) hundred shots that shit gon' make him crash No exchanges with my hand, I sent it off in a duffel bag (duffel bag) Yeah, I'm dissin', leave him missin' No, he can't get his brother back (fuck 'em) Hit his bitch, these niggas bitches And I swear these niggas don't want none (I want no one) Catch him over knock over his top (bang, pow), hit 'em both with the same gun (I swear) Mind of a maniac, I swear these bitches don't want war with me (they don't want war with me) When the smoke gone they know what's up with me (what's up) 2023 up in this cup with me (2023) You gon' die if you even think of touching me (you gon' die) I don't need no nigga to put in work for me (boom) Fill his body with this chopper (grr) Fuck the peace, can't nothing stop us (can't nothing stop us) Fuck the police, can't nobody save you Put two through the scope to his brain, lil' nigga (bang) All black tee and it cover the splat That boy try to run and Ricky'd his ass (Ricky) Fuck you, be my demeanor, I'm dead ain't coming back We be thuggin' back to back them dead guys who passing that Big Glock red beam attached, can't hide, you can't run from that Two squad, you know the meanest spin for the ones who double back
Writer(s): Keyanta Bullard, Rayne Stewart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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