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cargo qell - backdoor hitter lyrics

oou ahh ou ah
hey

[chorus]
i cannot think
nooo
to target a bro
wocky so rocky they road
can’t copy my body
i cannot wait
nooo
i get the pole
wocky so rocky they road
can’t copy my body
the time he highkey meet a pole
i do not think
nooo
like santa a ho
i’m in the north with the pole
like prezi elect
if you find me out state with the poll
i cannot wait
yooo
true colors to show
[verse 1: cargo qell]
i be minding my own
phone blown
group chat lit, what gang on?
getting money, hitting something
or keeping that thang on em
woah hang on
incoming phone rang on
picked it up
“bro later on we out yo we gone
i’m trying to kick back with a jawn
she got a friend, so i need you sliding in”
yo you got a pic?
slim body & face like a god exist
gotta be twist
“nah shе know who you is
she talk like she owе you some kids
type that would hold it through bid
ain’t gone hold you
would hold you to this
told her and showed you it
type with it b+tch i’d backdoor hit”
folk exaggerating
“better off than you m+st+rbating”
drop addy i’ll make it banged it
i was just facing
staring in sp+ces
shady some staged sh+t
how my mind just played sh+t
no hope for me
how the dopamine flow let it be shown to me
but i’m taking it jokingly
like n+gga that’s bro the king
bro the wing
blow dro like shoulder lean
he ain’t wanting no smoke with me
left the gat on the bed
cause i can’t pack it parole
backing me holding it down
and that’s all of the bros
cause i’m the money the dough
super stardom
know they cannot guard em
yo bro i’m in the whip
i’m almost there
“hurry up gang we here” ight
searched maps when i got in the drop
twelve past eleven o’ clock
post meridiem
quick city run
he hit like
“call when you close, we litty done”
only been three minutes son
no answer how come?
autopilot i reached for the gun
but remembered it’s back where i’m from
felt wild dumb but parked up & sparked up
waiting for ms. parker
on my car heard a knock
turned head to a muzzle the glock
bro gave up the drop
[chorus]
i miss the pole
wocky so rocky they road
can’t copy my body
so hommie be all in they souls
i cannot think
nooo
to target a bro

that backdoor hit
that backdoor, that backdoor hit
this backdoor
that backdoor
that backdoor, that backdoor hit
oouu ah ou ah

- cargo qell lyrics

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