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gunhead (usa) - backpack كلمات أغنية

[chorus]_ it’s nothing but money inside of this backpack, through that sh_t right in the back of this scat pack
windows is tinted the whip call it matt black , don’t wanna talk unless you know where the cash at
i pay my shooter this bag on cash app , he saying names to instagram hashtags
pockets is mad fat i’m counting mad racks , i hit his b_tch from behind with her fat ass
it’s nothing but money inside of this backpack, through that sh_t right in the back of this scat pack
windows is tinted the whip call it matt black , don’t wanna talk unless you know where the cash at
i pay my shooter this bag on cash app , he saying names to instagram hashtags
pockets is mad fat i’m counting mad racks , i hit his b_tch from behind with her fat ass

[verse_ gunhead]: pull up and pop spin back we gone get em , this glock make em dance these hallows got rhythm
i’m tryna make sure the whole .30 hit em , get him dress for a casket gotta make sure it fit em
lurk on his page tryna see who be with em , i lean back and shoot that [?]
hop out the whip and he catching these sh_lls , i’m big slide from the r i ain’t taking no l’s
no place to run when they see it they bail , tried to run up the stairs he got left on the rail
free stolo and south they stuck in a cell , these instagram rappers tryna beef on the cell
tryna ask for my lo just to give it to 12 , i’m smoking his homie i like how it smell
we cooling [?] chance to go get it ,i pull up my mask ain’t for the pandemic
i hop out and stretch em got knocked off his pivit, found out what he in told my youngins to flip it
i heard he snitching i pay em a visit , i dirty the .9 i gotta switch it
i know he ain’t real that n_gga be hating , he ain’t keeping his mouth close during investigation
i roll up and smoke em his homie i’m facing

[chorus _ trapstar] _it’s nothing but money inside of this backpack, through that sh_t right in the back of this scat pack
windows is tinted the whip call it matt black , don’t wanna talk unless you know where the cash at
i pay my shooter this bag on cash app , he saying names to instagram hashtags
pockets is mad fat i’m counting mad racks , i hit his b_tch from behind with her fat ass
[verse _trapstar] : n_ggas be trash on the lord they cannot rap , just like a roof on his m_th_f_ckin’ whip
if he keep talking sh_t i’ll pull his top back , i’m in the paint but you don’t want no contact
uh yea i’m lit i prolly just f_cked on his b_tch , i’m mix the parda with balenciagas on god n_gga i’m really drippy as shii
murcielago the windows got tints , you broke and it don’t make no sense
i’m not shooter i’m good on defense, you not a shooter you sit on the bench
vvs chains i feel like a slave look like i got linched , diamonds they jumping they making you flinch
i think that hating shii paying they rent , f_ck a subliminal say what you meant
after i f_ck her i go and repent, she got a n_gga i really don’t care he not a real one if he never share
she pop a pill to get it repaired giving no love just the afair , she thought it was but not always there
i see a god when i look in the mirror , she wanna make up f_ck up her mascara
two twin hoes like tia,tamera
all black diamonds like i’m from wakanda , he thought p_ssy i’m sorry your honor
i keep a g on me don’t shake a bana , i keep vv’s like ocean piranhas
she give me brain like a pair full of scholars, i f_cked and unfollow can’t take you to mama
i keep some n_ggas that’s ready for drama , they pop like a condom so show me the problem
better think twice before you tryna finesse me , i got hoe in the whip giving becky
kicked the b_tch out cause she tryna get naked , just want the neck don’t know where the rest been
call em my girl i be home in a second , new tarantino i’m shooting a movie new valentino b_tch i’m feeling groovy you_

- gunhead usa

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