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jay gwuapo & kj balla - back to back كلمات الأغنية

[intro: kj balla]
yeah, huh
yeah, huh
(fast life)
yeah (huh, yeah), yeah
know the f_ckin’ vibes, n_gga (yeah, huh)

[chorus: kj balla]
back to back, we gon’ pull up in a wraith (skrrt)
put that boy in a grave
black out the chop, put a glock to his face
n_gga, you die any day
hop on a jet, take a flight to la
yeah, these n_ggas know how we play
these n_ggas copy the wave
double_r, she feelin’ like she in sp_ce
i f_ck a b_tch and i’m puttin’ my mans on
stuff ’em with bands when i’m puttin’ my pants on
came up from nothing, you know what i stand on
yeah, rus balla got the thing drawn
keep a tec when i ride in the street, huh
i cannot die in the street, so i hop in the booth and i ride on the beat (okay)
got your shorty, she ridin’ my meat (let’s go)

[verse 1: jay gwuapo]
talkin’ hot, it could be murder today
st_rdy in the cut, get st_rdy away
hop out, drive_bys
wet it off and then we floodin’ away
rus balla with the action, see an opp and he be fiendin’ to put him away
lil’ bro too small to be pickin’ and fightin’, so he gon’ go grip up the k
f_ck the talkin’, we ain’t hearin’ it
send a verse, my n_ggas clearin’ it
we came up airin’ sh_t
f_ck it, though, i had to handle it
d_ck in her mouth, she can’t handle it
i leave no sp_ce for no air in it
vvs on me iced out (iced out)
whenever we pull up, lights out (lights out)
we might get to shooting, pipe down (pipe down)
we might do your mans type wild (uh)
rap n_ggas tryna talk, get exposed
my brother gone, that sh_t hurt me the most
we find the k!ller, that boy gotta go
i put that on sonata, we won’t make a show

[verse 2: kj balla]
i keep a glock in the wraith (baow)
i got your thot in the wraith
twenty thousand, you put that in your safe
twenty thou’ on my pockets today
corlo capo, that’s really my hitter (that’s fact)
if he shootin’, i swear he won’t miss him (gllt, baow)
he just call me like, “bro, we gon’ spin him” (okay)
so for pop, we gon’ smoke us a n_gga
’bout my business, ain’t talkin’ with n_ggas (at all)
if they play, we exposing them n_ggas (fact)
got your shorty, she rollin’ with n_ggas
and she in the back and she blowin’ a n_gga
pass her off, i’ma catch the assist (okay)
ron st_rdy, he st_rdy and sh_t
he got a clip that hold thirty in it
see an opp and he blowin’ that sh_t

[chorus: kj balla]
back to back, we gon’ pull up in a wraith (skrrt)
put that boy in a grave
black out the chop, put a glock to his face
n_gga, you die any day
hop on a jet, take a flight to la
yeah, these n_ggas know how we play
these n_ggas copy the wave
double_r, she feelin’ like she in sp_ce
i f_ck a b_tch and i’m puttin’ my mans on
stuff ’em with bands when i’m puttin’ my pants on
came up from nothing, you know what i stand on
yeah, rus balla got the thing drawn
keep a tec when i ride in the street, huh
i cannot die in the street, so i hop in the booth and i ride on the beat (okay)
got your shorty, she ridin’ my meat (let’s go)

[outro]
(fast life)

- jay gwuapo kj balla

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