nr3 - back 2 back lyrics
[intro: ot7 quanny]
pass me the drank
[hook: ot7 quanny]
me and na, we goin back to back, no meek and drake
i can make a n+gga disappear like david blaine
n+gga, what, you wanna die? you keep starin at my chain
how the f+ck i fit 10 shooters in the van?
i be super high, my b+tch think i’m from j+pan
i got 10 b+tches shakin ass like it’s a cookout
lil bro get paid at least a dub just to look out
that’s a 36, this a 41
we is not the same, n+gga i’m not one of them
[verse: ot7 quanny]
you the type to pull up like “where the hoes at?”
i’m the type that’s tryna hit a l!ck, like where the bowls at?
all those f+ckin shots up in his neck like where his throat at?
.223’s hit hard, ed reed
b+tches chase me, but i’m already married to the guap
n+gga play with us, we gon come for your top
pull up, shootin at ya f+ckin snotbox
he think he boutta come out, get his food but he not
i’m behind the car with the f+ckin glock
soon as he pop out, he gon feel 10 shots
[verse: lil na]
you n+ggas playin on the ‘net, we don’t get into that
tryna spin my block, the same day you know we spinnin back
i’m gettin money now, you know she gon do what i say
i just f+cked for free, the word around is that she made you pay
keep this glocky close, you know this b+tch gon get you out the way
this b+tch wanna see me, but i’m busy, told her “not today”
i’m on the block today, i hope that it ain’t hot today
spin a n+gga block, sh+t we gon turn it to a holiday
they don’t f+ck around, i heard they caught him outta bounds
whole city know we dangerous, n+ggas don’t play with the town
what you need? we got it, yeah, come spin back around
what typa wheel you in so i can tell the gang to stand down
[hook]
me and na, we goin back to back, no meek and drake
i can make a n+gga disappear like david blaine
n+gga, what, you wanna die? you keep starin at my chain
how the f+ck i fit 10 shooters in the van?
i be super high, my b+tch think i’m from j+pan
i got 10 b+tches shakin ass like it’s a cookout
lil bro get paid at least a dub just to look out
that’s a 36, this a 41
we is not the same, n+gga i’m not one of them
[verse: ot7 quanny &
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