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lil sknow - baccybewgs lyrics

[intro]
she gave me gobbies in the rental (rental)
she gave me gobbies in the rental
swear with this b-tch i’m goin’ mental
white packs like petrol
[?] potential
she gave me gobbies in the rental
argh, argh

[verse 1]
(baccy) pack ya blade and go fishin’
them boys acting like women (what)
them boys acting like b-tches (b-tches)
or them acting for pictures
or them acting for insta (insta)
back my blade, i won’t miss it
back my blade, i won’t miss ya
bally face for the witness
bally face for the mission
bally on, no forgiveness
bally face when i’m kissin’
louis bags when i’m finished
so i’m bagging in the kitchen
dent the beug and go kick it
why you acting like what?
why you chat what you didn’t? (nah)
f-ck off grams of blue pingas
cut-cutting grams of the jingas
break a pack like a b-tch
breaking packs til i’m finished
breaking packs til i’m done
breaking packs for the fitness
bally face, no witness
i’m only in this for the riches (yeah)

[verse 2]
now-now i’m back on a rally
now i’m back on the traps
now i’m stacking in a bally
now i’m back on a rally
now i’m back on the traps
now i’m stacking in a bally
now i’m stacking in a trap
you should call me mister trappy
so don’t ask me why
i spent four nights in the same old trackies
i got bags of white stashed in these trackies
i trap all night, their time still trappy
(they time still trappy)

[bridge]
oi
i just copped some gobs in the valley (ugh)
get top off a b-tch in a bally
she just wanna get bricked, no xannys
take pics for the grams, no grammys
gucci this, louis that
my bougie b-tch keeps moving bag
i’m through with this but i’m doing that
ain’t close to rich cause i’m still in traps (argh)
ain’t close to rich, i’m still in traps
(argh)

[verse 3]
these lads talk names, they chatty
don’t touch, my mates get stabby
she spent my pay at chaddy
and then smoked my d-ck like baccy, like baccy
like baccy bewgs
i got b-lls and qs, tucked under my n-ts-ck
my life’s been rude
but i don’t-but i don’t give a f-ck lad
you tried and lose
well i’m hiding food
in my nike tracks
and my nike shoes
i don’t talk to jacks, i’d rather boog

[outro]
argh
hot rocks in a bonds bag (hot ones)
off chops when i’m on tap
i won’t do no bank transfers
my profit is cash
deliver these packs in an audi
i need my cash like a saudi
won’t stop til my pockets get maori
bad boy, but i’m not like lowry
(bad boy but i’m not like lowry)
(nah)

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