young morph - backwoof lyrics
[hook: young morph]
smoking backwoods in the back of the woods know your mad b-tch you’re pulling up your hood (ayy)
pull up at your hood with a 12-gauge smoking backwoods in the back of the woods (ayy)
pull up on your block with a glock and my flock and we hyping up you boys like a stock (ayy)
pull up on your block with a glock and my flock and we hyping up you boys like a stock (ayy)
[verse 1: young morph]
pull up on your trap got too much sauce
air force got me all on fleek (ayy)
hitter call me for deets (ayy)
b-tch you know i go deep (ayy)
smoking that kush and i reek (ayy)
talking that sh-t and i leave (ayy)
sipping up all of my lean (ayy)
sipping up all of my lean (ayy)
sip my wok pink on the scene (ayy)
sipping that pink on the scene (ayy)
pour my codeine, roll up my green
backwoods and kush, nike my swoosh (yuh)
taking the push (yuh)
taking the toke and i roll
pull up with 40’s in seoul (ayy)
pull up with 40’s in seoul (ayy, yuh)
rapping on all of your ho’s
f-ck up, don’t f-ck up the flow
f-ck up, don’t f-ck up the flow
smoking that backwood i roll
smoking that backwood i roll
smoking that backwood i roll (yuh)
[verse 2: slim brady]
ice on my wrist (bling blaow)
pull up on a b-tch (yuh)
boy, you a snitch (what)
boy, you a snitch (ayy)
you f-ck me up like a motherf-cking xanny (yuh)
pull up on b-tch and i’m pulling down panty (ayy)
ice on my wrist and they looking like diamonds (what)
just like my forehead, them b-tches be shining (shine)
pulling out camera’s, them b-tches be flashing (ayy)
slim brady b-tch and i’m ready for action (what)
rolling off beans yeah that is my p-ssion (ayy)
just like vlone, slim brady in fashion (yuh)
d-mn, money my pocket
ooh, d-mn, that b-tch on my d-ck (what)
quit talking boy, ’cause boy be a snitch (snitch)
brady the king, make your girl sing
that was no thing, it was a fling (yuh)
look at my ring
ice on my wrist and we hanging like hoodlums (what)
back in the bush keep it low like the doldrums (yuh)
brady the name why the f-ck are you speaking
my hair be f-cked up so call me the weeknd (what)
this is no game, we working for fame (yuh)
we shoot for the k!lls, i f-ck for the thrills, this bud is k!ll (yuh)
brady the name and i’m all in your sister (yuh)
quit staring b-tch just please take a picture (yuh)
talking ’bout manners that’s not in my diction
talking ’bout xanax now that an addiction (yuh, ooh)
(let me hear that, probably whack as f-ck)
[hook: young morph]
(yuh)
smoking backwoods in the backwoods, know your mad b-tch you’re pulling up your hood (ayy)
pull up to your hood with a 12-gauge smoking backwoods in the back of the woods (ayy, yuh)
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