Correction Lyrics Back Out by Fred the Godson

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Huh, uh huh
Huh, BX shit
New York shit, right?!
Fuck it, it's easy for me
Real easy, aight (aight...)

You know when the God write this (Write this)
He might be the Bronx nicest (BX)
I ball like somethin' on my chest, LeBron with bronchitis
Lift up ya hood like you got ya car in Midas (Let's go)
Might as well talk about y'all inconsistencies (What else?)
First my (?) (what else?), see I been fishin' see (Hah)
I see everything checked out
Let's talk about my craft, giraffe, tell you it's next out (Woo!)
I'm the best out
Sorry when I'm writin', rappers that I left out
And niggas that deliver the hard that get it in, man
Connect's like the Wizard of Oz that give 'em ten, man (Woo!)
I'm in the X you see, just defendin'
Pound right next to me, I guess I'm trendin' (Hah)
This that semi auto rap
Somebody tell these niggas Gordo back, huh

I'm goin' back in
I want it now and somethin' on the back end
Big gun to blow yo' back in
Come and get somethin', come and get somethin'
I'm goin' back in
I want it now and somethin' on the back end
Big gun to blow yo' back in
Come and get some, come and get some

MAC low (MAC low)
Got you smoked front to back, go (Damn!)
Smoke, notice I said tobacco
My shooter got a scope, still get back though (Back though)
My rap flow is a collage of the greats
For niggas with crack flows and camouflage on the gate (Let's go)
Bird and a charger, duckin' a Dodge
They shootin' while you duck in ya Dodge (Blaouw!)
Bullets hit ya window while you duck and you dodge
Ya girl late, it hit ya duck and ya Dodge (Rest in peace)
I seen it all from drive bys to close ups
Razor blade cut boy's head, we call 'em cold cuts
On the ground cracked bottles and some roll ups
Lady half a nostril, still sniff the coke up (Damn!)
Uh, this that semi auto rap
Somebody tell these niggas Gordo back, huh

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