auxxk - bag back lyrics
(hook)
hold up
back up
bag back
verse 1
n-gg- where dey find me
foaming at the mouth
geeking for that action
red flower, when i get to trippin
bl–dy shower, show you the beginning
n-gg-s sell they soul, for a f-cking listen
vice grip cold, n-gg-s end up missing
n-gg-s balling hard, wit no pot to p-ss in
asking where da bait, but dey fuvking all da vixens/
get da f-ck up my business
you ain’t f-cking wit dis menace
feeling froggy have you senseless
this ain’t forgger, you won’t make it
turn this to a scene a taken
tippy toing wit some caution
f-ck i know you hear me coughing
never slipping, always coffee
all these f-ckers, tryna off me
tryna slay me, that’s a often
coming spiteful, check my rifle
got ya baby looking stifled
she just took another eyeful
now she falling like effiel
she love
a real n-gg- iq
she love
how i just haiku
let me mark you wit dis check
foamposites on your chest
kinda different than the rest
if you see it then you rest
always dumping, never bless
asking questions, n-gg- next
time coming, wit no flex
put yo b-tch up in this vex
now she tryna have s-x
felt da pistol, now she wet
treat dat p-ssy like a vet
used to fade me in da back
keep da ganja in a back
n-gg- watch me, never lack
(hook)
hold up
back up
bag back
verse 2
rest up your vocals that sh-t sounding lame
no f-cks for your claims, you looking for stain
you f-ck wit my gains, i turn you to stain
da f-ck is these bama’s doing
aloofer den patrick ewing
dey worried bout who i’m fooling
dat money look real congruent
been stepping my influence
don’t lecture me
blessing the
beat
wit my symphony
scenically ending the
questions, gossiping
hoessiping
n-gg-s be talking like b-tchs
running they mouth but i really don’t get it
no witness, no witness
dez boy looking sh-tty
i f-ck on yo on ya bitty
les get to gritty
young n-gg-
ya sh-tty
calling me dante, i’m cleaning up h-ll
calling me gohan, a danger to frail
pray for ya self, imma send you to h-ll
7 more shots, imma set you a sail
7 more shots turn your body to brail
body can’t function, no reference details
feeling ya head, wit all these tales
n-gg- don’t loaf
dat sh-t gross
do the most
all this boast
for you ghost
you ain’t ghost
you a roach
you ain’t close
don’t approach
keep a vik up on my shelf
i need that for health
gated the entrance
but f-ck did you think
the king of the auxx
so i know my sh-t stink
don’t get it construed
you end up wit l’s
shading my name
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