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chef b - back against the wall lyrics

yo yo yo
oh oh oh yeah
shoutout my brada
(shoutout my) (shoutout my)
shoutout my dawgs)
ooh oh yeah

shoutout my brudas my dawgs and they keepin it real from the start of it all
got this shawdy hittin up my number may or may not pick up when she call
flowin melodic on it i don’t needa stop it
make a song and drop it like a bomb
boi talkin outta pocket if he ever said he had me pinned my back against the wall

knew from a youngin the kid wasn’t regular
beast on the beat ima predator
might call me c+cky but ima competitor
icey like hockey i’ll turn down my temperature
i got my guard up and i’ll never surrender
which watch ima wear it depend on the weather
plus b+tch ima ball hog and im stackin my cheddar
my life pretty good but i’m makin it better
i want all the stars in the roof i might go f+ck around and givency the sweater
spend a bag and i get matching jewels
im finna light my wrist up make it wetter
i just bin livin in middle class but im gon make it the f+ck out this mafawkin sector
i got my foot on the pedal
f+ck wita dime neva settle
we comin hard never gentle
i keep uppin my level
haters gon hate i’m gon let em (oo)
just be rollin up pressure
catch me just rollin up several (two)
if i need a refresher
then i’m ballin out i’ll prolly cop the bottle
soon you see me rollin out on forgiatos
bouta shoot a movie with like forty models
hook

we dont know no other way
get b+tches stack these bands
ain’t no politics no government
she suck it wih no hands
kinda soundin like she suffering
but thats part of her plan
and that be cap if i said i don’t rate it
and she can tell i dont have to translate it
and you can tell i got weed in my pocket
im boutta roll up a whole ounce and i’ll face it
then i’ll go flee the scene like a rocket
and ima take off got the shatter to chase it
and i bin so focused on reachin my target
i dont got the time to go book a vacation
in love with the music im feedin my market
the kid gotta eat so i feed off the profit
i never lose touch of my flow gotta lock it
hit my plug for the low not a socket
i roll with my slimes and my bro thats lil gotit
can’t be f+ckin with blow cause thats not it
im boutta go cop me a boat cause i want it
if ever my money get dirty i wash it
keep telling my mama dont worry
im finna stack the rackies in a hurry
hook

(bridge )
back and im thumping
and you makin assumptions
boutta f+ck up the function
saw yo girl at the junction
so i picked her up and then she started seduction
then i had a discussion
and i found the answer i bin searching for
and i really liked the way we were before
and i bin grindin hard but ima work for more
i had to grind hit the stu neva letting up
talkin bout late nights through the day time
all the great times i can’t get enough
makin my future look bright way i’m setting up
wish it came sooner my dollas not sweatin em

- chef b lyrics

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