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rm boys - from the back lyrics
[intro]
nino productions
[chorus]
spit facts
southside where we trap
shorty wanna clap
told her turn around cause i only hit it from the back
mans think i’m lying but i’m spittin’ spittin’ straight up facts
pull up on my crew
guess what? i call that a mismatch
[verse 1 : dkd]
mess with my boys, i put you on blast
mess with me, i’ll deal with you fast
call myself a banker, cause i know this track’s a banger
haters think they gangster but they’re just my backup dancers…
they’re just my backup dancers
i’m the yg cause i takeover
you’re a wasteyute, i’m a lion, you’re a sore loser
take your will without you seeing it, undertaker
cause at the end guess what? i’m the winner
[chorus]
spit facts
southside where we trap
shorty wanna clap
told her turn around cause i only hit it from the back
mans think i’m lying but i’m spittin’ spittin’ straight up facts
pull up on my crew
guess what? i call that a mismatch
[verse 2 : frenchy]
my name is frenchy
my boys ride with me
cause we’re deadly, and we don’t feel sorry
my mans are sharpshooters, no hoopers
scuba divers jump and they fulfill all desires
your b-tch is begging
for my d-ck
she run me top, she knows she’s thicc
now it’s been too long
she wanna stay for life
she wanna be my wife
wait, that’s forever nevermind
[verse 3 : smiley]
we got it all lil’ n-gga
ya we go insane
brosky got the bones
eyes know, been for aim
one shot is all it takes cause we poppin’ brains
touchin’ opps with no hands, hit them with them grains
ain’t no mercy when we pull-up, it’s a bl–dy reign
still drillimn’ for the papers ya we hit them stains
trap is boring, my [?] keeps me entertained
k!ll my weed like a bandage and lose my pain
i was single, i was broke
made my money my main
hit her from the back, pull her like my chain
brosky hit it, ya we hit it
b-tch that’s a train…
lil’ b-tch ya that’s a train
[chorus]
spit facts
southside where we trap
shorty wanna clap
told her turn around cause i only hit it from the back
mans think i’m lying but i’m spittin’ spittin’ straight up facts
pull up on my crew
guess what? i call that a mismatch
[outro]
nino productions
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