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Oh no, BackRoad
Crub spinnin' like the barrel in a 3-8
Pull up and turn your block to a live PA
Young slimes wanna shoot, they can't be A
They don't need brakes, they been bootin' for three days
Two summers in the can, that's two b-days
They had me wankin' in my hand, I really need bae
Said when I land, I'm goin' Grammys in a PJ
But what I did was in the kitchen cookin' free base
Cook it incredible, two ninas identical
I'm a BCM lieutenant, Chromesville general
Taught a lot of niggas how to grind so I fed 'em all
High standards, put my first line on a pedestal
We ain't like them man, this isn't no cap rap
Lit my guy ten racks, then I take the cab back
Two keys in an electric car, this is a Tesla
If there's a cost for bein' a boss, I already spent that
Bae want Chanel and Celine, she can get that
I'ma dick you down, make you scream and cause a wet splash
Cocaine white, Merc AMG jet black
It's a rental, hoppin' out if I see them man
I used to plot a half a brick up in my friend's gaff
My killys up north said he's a pretender
Went can, came home like, "Forget crack"
I'll go 'Dam and come back with a fresh plan
The fake will die and the real will remain
Praise the Lord for my wins and charge my L's to the game
Hustler's ambition, 'bout to make the transition
How you gon' try and still fare when your gang's snitchin'?
We ain't like them man, this isn't no cap rap
Lit my guy ten racks, then I take the cab back
Two keys in an electric car, this is a Tesla
If there's a cost for bein' a boss, I already spent that
We ain't like them man
This isn't no cap rap
Two keys in the rucksack
Rick now, bring the pink back
All them niggas is fuckin' cap (Hahaha)
Oh shit
Chromezville, you know



Autor(en): Kristof Lilienthal, Villz Villz Copyright: Beatstars Publishing Worldwide



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