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​textkill - backdoor lyrics

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[verse 1: textk!ll]
like b+tch, watch the ones close, yeah, they be backdoor
and this sh+t slimy, i’ma show you how to backdoor
b+tch, we hit the door, then we filling up our bags
and the way they d+ck suck, man, i swear they some f+gs
yeah, your sh+t ass, go throw it in the trash
like b+tch, i’m flipping packs, running through them like the flash
i just re+upped, b+tch and i’m still staring at a stack
freshman year, i was serving out the bag
scratch that b+tch, now we up on the road
b+tch, i’m with lil hill and he popping out with pole
like b+tch, i pop out, yeah, asics, yeah, with my sweats on
he ain’t tryna bump ’cause that f+ck boy gon’ get stepped on
b+tch, i’m in the end zone, b+tch, i catch that pass
and these motherf+ckers d+ck sucking and they kissing ass
you could really have the route, you would still drop the ball
i’ma stay strong, stay ten even when i fall
and my motivation strong as f+ck, if i can’t walk i’ll crawl
i was down up on my ass and they ain’t even think to call
and these motherf+ckers backdoor, they don’t got your back at all
like ball up top, b+tch, as long as we just keep the ball

[verse 2: moreyt1]
yeah, b+tch on my d+ck, she tryna give it up
i been counting money, that sh+t in my duff
i can’t trust a b+tch, because she’ll never be enough
boy, you down bad, you can’t catch a bag, boy, you a dud
b+tch, we posted in the back, bet you would never see what’s up
b+tch, i’m tweaking on one, you ain’t on none
you tryna see some sh+t, my bro gon’ pop up out the trunk
i been smoking big, this sh+t been f+cking up my lungs
you say you gon’ slide, when t1 pop, you finna run
your b+tch at my house, we been doing drugs
you like talking hot, we send you up, gon’ see the sun
no, i can’t f+ck with you, don’t come around me with no funds
you ain’t tell me sh+t, so you gon’ tell me what you mean
i been with my hoe, so i can’t tell you how it seem
we gon’ spin it back, b+tch, we gon’ hop up out the v
we copping big pack, i won’t serve my neighbor, he a fiend



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