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exetra beatz – pop smoke – back out feat. juice wrld & xxxtentacion (remix) lyrics

[intro]
(exetra beatz made it)
([?])

[chorus: pop smoke]
look, big 092mlboa
gq, you got a gun, n+gga, gun, n+gga? me too
brodie gon’ what? brodie gon’ back out, brodie gon’ brush ’em
look, brodie gon’, brodie gon’, rrr
dig in that louis bag, louis bag, n+gga, dig in that bag, duffle
brodie gon’ back out, cut ’em, brodie gon’, woo, i bet moe gon’ shoot
don’t get put on a shirt, watch n+ggas lurk
i keep a glock when i’m in church
spin through your block, step on the clutch
hit that boy up, then i reverse
[verse 1: juice wrld]
better come get your mans, huh
they gonna f+ck a n+gga right there, hey
shoot him in his face b+tch no hands
die alone die alone no friends, hey
heard you wanna fight my mans
hey lil’ bro leave the n+gga right there
hey lil’ bro ain’t sh+t right there
hey shoot first b+tch i fight fair, hey
say he wanna box me, hit him with a bruce lee
one + two b+tch whats up, ayy
take his b+tch i f+cked, ayy
kick that b+tch no punt, ayy
sh+t on that ball like a plunger, ayy
block kinda hungry got munchies, ayy
run up on me then i’m bustin’, hey

[chorus: pop smoke]
look, big 092mlboa
gq, you got a gun, n+gga, gun, n+gga? me too
brodie gon’ what? brodie gon’ back out, brodie gon’ brush ’em
look, brodie gon’, brodie gon’, rrr
dig in that louis bag, louis bag, n+gga, dig in that bag, duffle
brodie gon’ back out, cut ’em, brodie gon’, woo, i bet moe gon’ shoot
don’t get put on a shirt, watch n+ggas lurk
i keep a glock when i’m in church
spin through your block, step on the clutch
hit that boy up, then i reverse
[verse 2: pop smoke]
i don’t talk to n+ggas, i don’t play wit’ n+ggas
got a bad b+tch that’d tase a n+gga
stone cold, blue flag, 09 to the a, n+gga, woo back
uh, say that, i call a ape with a maybach
i’m 823, i get straight cash, if you got that work, i’ma take that
said i’m big 092, know that i’m woo
don’t come to my block, we gon’ give ’em the boot
i keep me a glock, shoot out the roof, two .38’s, three .22’s
uh, uh, dayday
have you screamin’ through mega like, “mayday”
who the f+ck are you talkin’ to, crazy?
if you don’t want no beef, n+gga, pay me

[verse 3: xxxtentacion]
post with that f+cking blade, b+tch, i’ll skin your face, huh
d+ck on that f+cking gun, i love it when they run (ayy, ayy, ayy)
f+ck all that talkin’ sh+t, do that sh+t for fun, uh
f+ck ’round with these n+ggas, ayy
stab a body+ f+ck do you mean?, ayy

- exetra beatz lyrics

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