unotheactivist - backwood lyrics
[verse 1: unotheactivist]
walk inside the bando, had the birdies on the counter
b-tches water whipping like a f-cking water fountain
pull up in the phantom, chopper hanging out the phantom
pull up in the rolls, get ghost, danny phantom
b-tch, it’s my way or the highway
she didn’t suck me up so i put her on the i-state (gone)
know i gotta re-up every friday
my diamonds on the boat, the pistol coming with a silencer
who the h-ll you n-ggas think you kidding? got a gun under my b-tches, i’ma send some bullets flying like a carpet
moonrocks smelling like i farted
we the dart gang, steady looking for a target, hardly
ay, really they your enemy
hoe, wait, is you playing? get the f-ck out my vicinity
really, she wore the suit acting like she got her virginity
i’ma f-ck her for a long minute, i got energy
shoutout to my n-ggas that be thugging out in tennessee
hoes, they call me plenty but i got me about ten to see
all these legs surrounding my body like a centipede
i done turned into a freak, don’t know what came into me
and all of this ice got me on chill, i think i’m sick
i done called three little pigs just for a brick
nine millimeter, i tuck ‘er, don’t think i’m chris
ay, know what, i’ma drip
[chorus: g-baby gvvaan]
yeah, yeah, yeah
dear backwood, you’re my one and only baby
when i be chiefing on them honey bourbons i be feeling so amazing
gotta say it wit’ your chest
gotta feel it in your chest
when you smoking on the best
gotta roll it in some sh-t that put your lungs to the test
how many motherf-ckers got left?
how many motherf-ckers got left?
in the motherf-cking pack
like, roll that motherf-cking sack
ay, put that motherf-cking lighter up, ay, bring it back
ay, blaze that sh-t
dear backwood, you’re my one and only baby
[verse 2: unotheactivist]
don’t do the swishers, i do backwoods
ay, n-gga, f-ck n-gga, he know what’s good
gas on that sh-t up
looked in my cup and it was mud
f-ck n-gga, he don’t want it, i got k!llers
i got choppers on my hip, i let it rip if you get near us, n-gga
and they calling us the winners
’cause every time i sip i pop a pill, and pop a pill, and another
file my budget like billy gates
uno, i’m dealing wit’ bigger weight
the b-tch, she don’t even know me, she look at my rollie, she calling me bigger face
never catch me in a b-tch face
only catch me when she topping off
i gave her mollies, she pop ’em off
she go through mollies like, pop ’em off, pop ’em off, pop ’em off
[chorus: g-baby gvvaan]
yeah, yeah, yeah
dear backwood, you’re my one and only baby
when i be chiefing on them honey bourbons i be feeling so amazing
gotta say it wit’ your chest
gotta feel it in your chest
when you smoking on the best
gotta roll it in some sh-t that put your lungs to the test
how many motherf-ckers got left?
how many motherf-ckers got left?
in the motherf-cking pack
like, roll that motherf-cking sack
ay, put that motherf-cking lighter up, ay, bring it back
ay, blaze that sh-t
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