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9lokknine - bakkwoods lyrics

[intro]
wanna die? (i, i still turn up)
i told my brothers dem they gettin’ that durag on
(who doin’ all that?)
(you know i’m still all that on my ‘gram)
(take it for the ‘gram)
like that, yuh, just like that (yup, yup)
takin’ it for him, her, him, him, them
i take it for everyone
(don’t take me for none of them)
(i am not no, i’m not no f-ckin’ rapper)
ah (n-gga, i’m way on it)
i just look like this (blatt)
(i told ’em go and splat)

[verse 1]
i said when we crashin’, ain’t no turnin’ back (ain’t none, yuh)
forever pistol-packin’, ain’t tryna lack (i swear)
them n-ggas talkin’ sh-t, we flippin’ h-lla tec’s (bow, bow)
i swear them n-ggas need movie hoes, the way they act (ya dig?)
catch a flight and had him whacked, night, that pressure packed (the gas)
sh-t is “4block or no block” to a savage (okay, slatt)
i’m conceded in the d, she over average
everything she want, she know she get, ain’t gotta ask sh-t (uh-huh)
it’s that sauce, baby, fishtail when you pull out (skrrt)
i’d never leave it in you, baby, you a come around (ain’t nothin’)
ain’t got a bust down yet, time runnin’ out (i swish)
he wanna put down the check, i’m finna bop the guy
whip my pistol out, then show him what it’s really ’bout
i know your momma told you, “ain’t no love between them yellow lines”
up in that road, they be likin’ that lil b sh-t ’til a n-gga get gone
all these hoes out, but i just pay ’em a lil’ roll

[interlude]
i gotta watch them n-ggas close to see (ayy, yuh, mmm)
i gotta watch them b-tches close to see
ayy, ayy, they know we clean, we like to sweep sh-t
aw man, now she noticed me

[verse 2]
hoes look at me, it’s been official, i’ma put on (ain’t nothin’)
n-ggas, drop the jawn, i don’t give a sh-t, send that -ss home (b-tch, get outta here)
they say i’m disrespectful ’cause a young n-gga say he grown (i am)
but i don’t get disrespectful unless you raisin’ yo’ tone (ayy, simmer down)
you say yo’ n-ggas’ k!llers, and you k!ll that (ayy, this in here)
y’all g’s never owned that tommy, stop that flaggin’ (why y’all flaggin’?)
they gon’ tell somebody “jacqu, quit all that rackin'” (quit all that rackin’)
them old n-ggas might slide, them jits cappin’ (but it ain’t for certain)
’cause it’s a buck world, a cold-cut world, get stabbed (oh yeah, oh yeah)
that sh-t hurt me ’til the day that i put buck off in the casket
boy, i love the story, don’t believe no story, ’cause it would happen (it would happen)
mind yo’ f-ckin’ business, b-tch (b-tch), i’m spendin’ sh-t (oh, yuh)
pop us like you on parole or you got sentenced, jit (w-ssup?)
you gon’ need a doctor for your exit wounds, we enterin’ (ba-ba-ba)
don’t solve money, fold boy, you can shop again (c’mon)
aimin’ at your pizza roll, poof, he houdini, dead
he goin’ ’round tellin’ hoes that you knockin’ on your head (he [?] punk)
get that sh-t done, no f-ck-ups, you get a loaf of bread (c’mon)
i thought wendy want $100, tell that p-ssy boy $150
and i’m tellin’ you they trollin’, they just do that for publicity (oh yeah)
i won’t ever do no ho sh-t, ’cause it ain’t a daughter b-tch in me (ain’t no b-tch in me)
too real for this rap sh-t, ain’t nothin’ like the industry (nothin’)
when i catch my nimble upside down, i swear he history (bow-bow-bow-bow)
i sell name, but i be puttin’ fame on it (puttin’ fame on it)
i ain’t tryna say yo’ name unless it’s our people for it (unless it’s our people for it, yuh)
i’m talkin’ p-ss in peace, i’m mean p-ss in sleep, sh-t, that’s pistol peep (p-ss all on your name)
why you mention me? ’cause if it beef then they gon’ come for we
his heart thumpin’ now, i got that b-tch soundin’ like mcgee (oh yeah)
just spitted fire, sh-t poppin’ hotter than an stv
556, dumb it down, a hunnid rounds, that b-tch was stutterin’ (why he runnin’?)
they ain’t know nothin’, we wet sh-t up, now it’s a flooded scene
i’m tellin’ you, them n-ggas speak on my cousin, then it’s halloween
i’m maskin’ up

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