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Back Active은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2024년 7월 31일일에 Gettin It Off Records에서 발매되었습니다.Back Active - Single
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발매일2024년 7월 31일
라벨Gettin It Off Records
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Giovanni Rasheed
Giovanni Rasheed
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I went out for a week and I was right back active
Right back in traffic with them catchers, tryna catch 'em
Blowing sticks like a whistle, gotta know that we be rappin
He Sneeze wrong , gotta know that we ain't bless'em
Spent a **** block a couple times
What's on my hip? A 40 glock, Nawl , I don't fuck with nines
Playing, I'ma buck him down, it's time to buckle down
If he ain't got no body yet, then get the fuck around
Leave a **** chains , we bring the pain every time he come around
Thumbing bring them hunnids out
Choppers automatic and them bitches hold a hundred now
And my brothers out
Right after I slut her out, she go back to her mother house
Hit a **** in his fitted cap, push a **** fitted back
You know we in to that
Everything I did, he tryna do, man, he ain't did it yet
He said his own, then put the beef right on the internet
I went out for a week, and I was right back active
Right back in traffic with them catchers, tryna catch,em
Blowing sticks like a whistle, gotta know that we be rappin
He sneeze wrong, gotta know that we ain't bless'em
She ain't let me fuck back then, but she a fuck now
You missed out, oh, you know that I ain't gon' touch you now
Seen dude the ass in the mall, then he rushed out
He was a bitch, all of a sudden, say he tough now
You hear them shots, you better clap back
I shoot it first, I ain't the **** gettin' clapped at
Ayy I leave up out the house, like where the racks at
I got my son, I got my strap in his diaper bag
Tryna stuff a hundred round in a diaper bag
If a **** run up, then his ass gettin' body bagged
Shittin' on these ****, man, I got a diaper rash
I'm like Jimmy with the glizzy when I let this bitch blast
How the fuck you gettin' mad, a **** gettin' cash
When I shoot this bitch, you know I never touch the glass
They thought I was letting up, but now I'm back up on they ass
And I got it on me, I ain't gotta touch the stash
You other rappers trash, garbage, bags
Please don't get us mixed up, a lot of **** switched up
Doggy pockets on limp, they can never get up
He was speakin' on the gang, tell somebody shut that bitch up
Ayy, blicked up, send a **** shit up
We had caught by himself, and this **** bitched up
Ayy, you dummy think I'm lackin', boy, I got this bitch tuck
GLizzy loud as hell, I let it off, they like, oh, shit duck
And this bitch shoot super smooth, it ain't got no hiccups
I know I get big bucks, pocket like a brick truck
He say he gon' be the ass if he find out we fucked
Bro came home with a appeal, and I'm like, that's some sweet stuff
I pack, we puff, we get right on **** asses
Turn him to ashes, he dust, ayy, no, I'm for real
I be laughin' all the time, and I think everybody's funny
How this **** always broke, but all he talk about is money
I'm just tryna get him gone, since this **** think he lucky
Put the bands on his head, then fly up out the country
Bitches love when I do my dance like I'm Q-Money
She keep askin' about flame, so I pass it her to my buddy
He think he tough, we call his bluff
This bitch wanna fuck, have Rose hit her up
Had to kick her to the curb, cause we ain't fuckin' with a nosy ho
Goin' through my phone, man, what the fuck? you's all nosy, fo
Ever since this **** started rappin', oh, they know me though
Many hoes lie all the time, just like Pinocchio
He know I be with takers, that's why he ain't let his rollie show
Two **** lackin', took off runnin', where his homie go
Up top, they know I keep one up top
They ain't got no cars, I'll probably catch him at that bus stop
i fuck with the sluts, thots, when i get my nut by
I ain't gotta tell you who I smoke, just know I'm damn high
Wop Wop Wop Wop
Written by: Giovanni Rasheed
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