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duvy - backshots lyrics

[intro]
skrrt, skrrt

[chorus]
pour a four, can’t feel nothin’
wide body, trackhawk
lil’ bro get you knocked off
young boy, but i’m big dawg
f+ck her with her tits out
lil’ b+tch love them ass shots
f+ck ’round with a player
b+tch, you better not say nothin’
rich junkies, i’m a winner
i gets green just like a alligator
all my b+tches clean, they like to rock the latest
put three grams in this blunt, i call it pain, i face it

[verse]
1942, i’ma leave you wasted
dope boy, she hold the pole, trap in the bas+m+nts
run down, i hold my own, you get your face lifted
and then it’s back to back, right back to vacant
last n+gga, he got filled up
lost bro, i can’t even feel nothin’
you n+ggas claim you real ones, but ain’t
i ain’t gon’ sugarcoat sh+t
you n+ggas movin’ iffy
this n+gga, he told, and n+gga, i f+cked his b+tch
you n+ggas movin’ friendly
ain’t trustin’ sh+t, like what you gon’ say next?
say i ain’t help the fam, you n+ggas reckless
grassways ’til my last days, you know i do anything for the team
you know they doing anything for me
these n+ggas across the street, they movin’ nosy
we spin all ’em blocks when we feel lonely
[chorus]
pour a four, can’t feel nothin’
wide body, trackhawk
lil’ bro get you knocked off
young boy, but i’m big dawg
f+ck her with her tits out
lil’ b+tch love them ass shots
f+ck ’round with a player
b+tch, you better not say nothin’
rich junkies, i’m a winner
i gets green just like a alligator
all my b+tches clean, they like to rock the latest
put three grams in this blunt, i call it pain, i face it

[outro]
real problem child, you feel me?

- duvy lyrics

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