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Aye I just hopped out somethin' foreign, wait Ridin' round town with the top out (Uh huh) Smokin' on Glue, that's GG (Ooh) Only good dope in the Backwood (Backwood) Whole hp full of BP (Gas) Ok, and I don't give a fuck what you talkin' bout (Why not?) If it ain't moves, or it ain't me (Ok) Tell em' pull up to the parked car (Parked car) Got them whole ones for the two three Ok, ridin' round town with the top out (Ooh) Smokin' on Glue, that's GG (Ooh) Only good dope in the Backwood (Gas) Whole hp full of BP (Ok) Ok, and I don't give a fuck what you talkin' bout (Why not?) If it ain't moves, or it ain't me (Ok) Ha, for real though Aye Been gone for a minute Caught a bullshit charge, had to get it finished Pulled up and it's tinted And she still had the nerve to ask if it was rented So you know i'm gonna hit it She just smile, cause she gonna pop it like a wheelie Been through a lot of business A lot of sinning, I just hope the Lord will forgive me Got a problem? Na say something A lot of money, yea the safe jumpin' After school, had the trap pumpin' Went back home around 2 or something Cash only, I ain't do the fronting On my mom, I never been a runner Yeezy Boost, yea the 700s And this outfit cost seven onions Every sneaker that i'm in is foreign Every pistol that I get is foreign Used to google "how could I perform?" Now a na in your city touring 180 on the dash might max out Smoked a whole ounce, might pass out On the highway with the strap out Its too hot, tell them take the back route Ridin' round town with the top out (Uh huh) Smokin' on Glue, that's GG (Ooh) Only good dope in the Backwood (Backwood) Whole hp full of BP (Gas) Ok, and I don't give a fuck what you talkin' bout (Why not?) If it ain't moves, or it ain't me (Ok) Tell em' pull up to the parked car (Parked car) Got them whole ones for the two three Ok, ridin' round town with the top out (Ooh) Smokin' on Glue, that's GG (Ooh) Only good dope in the Backwood (Gas) Whole hp full of BP (Ok) Ok, and I don't give a fuck what you talkin' bout (Why not?) If it ain't moves, or it ain't me (Ok) Ha, for real though
Writer(s): Deivon Barlow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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