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Back Back!
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NLE Choppa
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Last dude on the track! Back on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my business Yeah, I'm back on my business Yeah, yeah, on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my nightmare Back on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my business Yeah, I'm back on my business Yeah, yeah, on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my nightmare This sh*t will never stop, b*t*h, I be sippin' wock, b*t*h, I be countin' guap, ooh, damn This sh*t will never stop, b*t*h, I be sippin' wock, b*t*h, I be countin' guap, ooh, damn Walk in the club, Balenci', ooh, I f**k your b*t*h in a Bentley, yeah Walk in the club in Balenci', ooh, I f**k your b*t*h in a Bentley, yeah Feel a n***a mind, see a n***a grind F**kin' gold mine of a mind Full kai, Super Saiyan on these n***as Fightin' birds in the damn sky 'cause I'm damn fly Feel a n***a mind, see a n***a grind F**kin' gold mine of a mind Full kai, Super Saiyan on these n***as Fightin' birds in the- Yah, murder gang, uh Run and make a n***a lose his vertebrae, uh Southside n***a, murder everything, uh Shots fire, make a n***a run, man (Fire, fire) I sent your grandma a d**k pic, uh Got that b*t*h all on my d**k tip, uh I am so strange like a misfit, uh Kick that b*t*h out, she indifferent, uh Smokin' Gelato, I'm watchin' a movie Rockin' designer, I'm rockin' the Gucci (Damn) Poppin' a molly, I'm drinkin' a smoothie Shoot it out, all like this sh*t Call of Duty (Yuh) Wearin' Balmain, b*t*h, this sh*t ain't no Ksubis (Ooh) Dive in that pu**y, that sh*t a jacuzzi (Yeah) Can't go to cla**, I don't got my toolie Can't go to cla**, I don't got my toolie (Brr) F**k your dead homie, hope that n***a rest in p*ss I put 'bout thirty in this stick, I might just go and cop a switch I put a ski up on my face, I'm really on some robbin' sh*t I put yo' n***a in a bag, now you on some sobbin' sh*t He duckin' out, get the momma, we finna turn up the summer We mixin' murder with drummer, he said too much so I slumped him The whole gang full of gunnas, the Draco kick it like punters We leave 'em drippin' like Gunna, so don't you run 'cause I'ma run you down Serious addiction, addicted to money Just cut off the fraction I spent off the currency Had to exchange it, the jet lag was hurting me I made the bank and it's stacking up perfectly 2 to 3 sellouts they asking for features for 21 thousand I make it buy quicker Hublot on my wrist but the time on it different Thought 'bout the show Had enough now I'm richer I fix it up then I get out Throw on the mask then I head out North Face is all that I wear now Turn up the show with my head down I'm on my own, I won't sell out I'm on my own, watch me spread out I hit the ground then I set out B*t*h I'm a goat, you're a sellout, yuh, hah Back on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my business Yeah, I'm back on my business Yeah, yeah, on my business Back, back on my business Back, back on my nightmar
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