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ch€@z! - back on em' lyrics

[verse 1 _ ch€@z!]
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nikka i’m back on you nikkas
i think i gave up too much sp_ce for y’all nikkas
i took it back and now y’all crampin up in here
i put my feet up and my back on y’all nikkas
and mind my own business

nikka who do it better?
don’t give a fvck about who do it better
i’m just doing me and tryna get the cheddar
i’m going way, way, way up
gonn have to knock nikkas off as i climb the ladder
if they grab my leg up and then try to take me off
i’mma have to kick a nikka’s head down
(fvck off me, fvck off me)

adventures up on these percussions
make these nikkas feel like they getting concussions
make these nikkas bumping my tracks take precaution
don’t likе me no fat b_tch, no push for the cushion
i like mе a slender hoe or a slim big booty b_tch
that’s gonn come up and buss it
fvck that p_ssy up, now she screamin and cussin
fvck that p_ssy good now she crushing and blushing
fvck that!
i be chillin but i’m getting litty
pourin up drank
i’m with the gang we boutta fvck sh_t up
yeah we be on le’s get it
rollin up dank
i’m in the studio with some fire nikkas and it’s getting heated
we record for the cash
i bought me a studio worth 10k then i dropped releases then they started hating

twenywun on bass, got the beat beating like i’m havin attacks
my girl broke up with me, sayin she can’t do this sh_t that she feelin trapped
dammit she played with my feels, but i’m outchea been saving hoes like i got piggy banks
make them b_tches dance when they shake that ass
my face on their chest i can feel their br__sts

[verse 2 _ jumpoutboy hendricx]
(yeah, turn me up.. yeah)
i just wanna get some racks n_gga
getting on the booth and spit that sh_t that’s nasty n_gga (get on it, get on it)
yuh
i don’t f_ck with lot of n_ggas man (nuh man)
i only trust n_ggas that are on my team yeah
lemme go.. lemme go again
yeah
i just wanna get some racks n_gga
getting on the booth and spit that sh_t that’s nasty n_gga
yeah
i don’t f_ck with lot of n_ggas man
i only trust these n_ggas that are on my team yeah
yeah

what the f_ck these n_ggas talking about?
what the f_ck these n_ggas thought that i was all about, yeah
watching all my moves
but all i do is move lowkey, leave these motherf_ckers wondering
you ain’t gotta talk too much dawg
the aim is to get paid and live fast dawg, yeah
if the noises broke
then you just gotta mize and not give a f_ck
cause this sh_t’s too much dawg

[verse 3 _ lilz tag]
i got the game on a sleeper hold (yeah)
i keep changing these lines like i’m changing hoes (like i’m changing hoes)
you n_ggas missing the line like a pantyhose (yeah)
my head trip like this weather, man i swear it’s cold

my core is retro, you can’t match your sh_t with my sh_t
b_tches acting friendly while they know they f_ck with my sh_t
eating my money, drinking my booze, suck my d_ck
b_tch you taking everything just get off my d_ck
i play chucky in this b_tch slaughtering hoes
when you start rolling everybody press pause
b_tch you trippin’ you got too many f_ckin’ flaws
you broke my heart, i’m soul less now, i break your f_ckin’ whole

i went solo and everybody started paying attention
your sh_t is sweet ‘n’ short, you need an extension
like dinosaurs you left in the age of extinction
my life is flawless, i don’t live by prediction

i see your sh_t loosen up, man my sh_t tight
you crossed the line man, you better take an early flight
we don’t play fahfee here, n_gga roll a dice
i’m adult swim in this b_tch, a f_ckin’ family guy

[outro]
yeah
24/365
i got mean sick bars
i got lit hot bars (yeah)
two, four, six, eight, ten
i’mma pull up with the nine
i’mma even it out (yeah)
two times six, fvck twelve
nikkas pull up with the glock thirty two plus twelve
they gonn pull with the wagon g09 times seven
i’mma shoot em like my teacher mr. double 0 seven

lil’ shawdy losing all her manners
did it for a balenciaga
after fvcking shawdy wanna cuddle
i erased all her tens, we not friends yeah i cut her
free ysl, gunna, thugga
yeah slatt kings slime, i be trappin for my brothers
in the box servin time, when come out they gonn love em
they gonn pull up lookin fly, rockin pateks in a hummer (yeah)

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