ybn lil bro - backdoe كلمات أغنية
[chorus: ybn lil bro]
i never told on no n_gga, nope, who am i’m gon’ tell on?
brodie just like me, he bend it all on the ten_four
f_ck a b_tch to sleep, and then i’m sneakin’ out the backdoor
never goin’ back broke, i find a street for me to trap on
‘bows for the cheap, my n_gga put me back in trap mode
fly out to a new city, you ever flew a private jet?
h_llcat, this b_tch a striker, though, can’t even see through the tint
you tried that sh_t, i was a lil’ n_gga, come try that sh_t again
[verse 1: ybn lil bro]
the hood ain’t even the hood no more, i’m sheddin’ blood tears
you be pluggin’ with them n_ggas, whole time, it’s f_ck them
only took her number down ’cause that b_tch snuck my gun in for me
the money, used to go get it, now it just come to me
just last summer i was in cookups every other day
still gettin’ money, n_ggas ain’t got a dollar to they name
long live my n_gga jj, i’ve been tweakin’ all day
give the police a fake name, like get the f_ck up out my face, b_tch
lenwood crazy, i f_ck with doonem, my lil’ n_gga
don’t tell ’em what my name is, ybn, keep it pimpin’
you ain’t even my type of b_tch, ho, go f_ck another n_gga
i got all this motion, this sh_t come from tunnel vision
[chorus: ybn lil bro]
i never told on no n_gga, nope, who am i’m gon’ tell on?
brodie just like me, he bend it all on the ten_four
f_ck a b_tch to sleep, and then i’m sneakin’ out the backdoor
never goin’ back broke, i find a street for me to trap on
‘bows for the cheap, my n_gga put me back in trap mode
fly out to a new city, you ever flew a private jet?
h_llcat, this b_tch a striker, though, can’t even see through the tint
you tried that sh_t, i was a lil’ n_gga, come try that sh_t again
[verse 2: bloodhound q50]
i clapped some n_ggas before, and i’ll do that sh_t again
long live my twin, hit ’em with five, hit ’em with ten
put the [?] on the white, spread that vinegar, now it’s tan
the way that blood work the jack, you would think he takin’ out rims
way he bounce up out at this whip, leave that n_gga where he at
i know these hoes, they don’t love me, they just love i’m catchin’ hats
f_ck risky road, he tried to slide, and you know that sh_t wasn’t level
since we speakin’ about slide, why the f_ck y’all fakin’ his death?
both they ass got head tapped, known for givin’ permanent naps
ain’t doin’ no f_ckin’ battle raps, get in that car and blow your strap
since [?] died, lot of n_ggas done forgot they gotta get back
smokin’ on ____, his ass a pack, they still don’t know we did that, go
[outro: bloodhound q50]
they still don’t know we did that, go
long live my brother, he probably k!lled your b_tch_ass brother
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