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Yeah
I was still gettin' packs with the pastor
Can you get rid of this a lil' faster?
In this trap, I done earned me a masters

And my neck and my wrist, it was flooded
I was ridin' with all of my pieces
I was smokin' on all the deceased
She a squirter, f**ked up all my sheets
In the Ghost, but we didn't need the sheets
Chopper sing you a song on repeat
And this game for the strong, not the weak
Five thousand P's, got 'em gone in a week
My b*t*h say she in love with a monster
In the streets, know I roam like a beast (Yeah)
I go Big Ol' Backdoor on the piеce
I been said f**k the peacе, go outside with your piece
Two-point-five on the fleece
You can't hide in these streets
A back blocker low-key
I had dropped on Lil Z
Think he f**ked up the re'
I went back to the plug, he went up on the fee
So I had to backdoor it, these n***as know me
Huh, I can get fresh out my closet
I stay in Dolce, I model
I'm bustin' bales and I'm sweepin' the carpet
Stuck in the trap, ain't no way I can stop it
Both of my rifles, no need for the c*ckin' it
I'm known for the sheep and I move like a**a**in
I am a creep in the Jeep, I'm a monster
Stick to the code and I live like a mobster
And I got paid off of crime
Sponsor the guns for the slime
I'm a big stepper, I'm tall like a giant
Diamonds on me off of pressure applied
And .223 cool, press b***ons and you dyin'
You can get smacked with your rock like you Plies
I get you stripped like you dance
Geekin' off Addies, I spazz
She givin' them tonsils, she gag
Project lil' b*t*h, she got a**
Twenty-some thousand I stuffed in my pants
I'm stiff on you n***as, got K's like the Klan
Oversized shirt ran me close to a grand
I busted my bezel, they see I ain't playin'
Comin' big pieces, I switch 'em
I'm rockin' pointers and crystals
Icicles hittin' from a distance
All off of cannabis pitchin'
I'm goin' big on you b*t*hes
And my neck and my wrist, it was flooded
I was ridin' with all of my pieces
I was smokin' on all the deceased
She a squirter, f**ked up all my sheets
In the Ghost, but we didn't need the sheets
Chopper sing you a song on repeat
And this game for the strong, not the weak
Five thousand P's, got 'em gone in a week
My b*t*h say she in love with a monster
In the streets, know I roam like a beast (Yeah)
I go Big Ol' Backdoor on the piece
I been said f**k the peace, go outside with your piece
Two-point-five on the fleece
You can't hide in these streets
A back blocker low-key
I had dropped on Lil Z
Think he f**ked up the re'
I went back to the plug, he went up on the fee
So I had to backdoor it, these n***as know me

Big Ol' Backdoor, I'm treacherous, I think I'm stretchin' it
I was so negligent, fees in the negative
I hear the trap but I told the police I was hearing impaired (I can't help)
Fresh as f**k like it's Easter Sunday or a [?][2:23] (Yeah)
Son wanna be like me one day, I told him be better than
Wockhardt medicine, Percocet sedative
Stay gettin' it check to check, I get a better deal
My Balenciagas on the treadmill
Had the SEGA, my TV was too little
What would you rather, the red or the blue pill?
Them choppers start singin' like Dru Hill
And we servin' this sh*t like it's Blue Hill
baby, I trap, I'm a stack fiend
Go get the racks, count it up, bring it back to you
Shooters in back of you, I was changin' my lat**ude
If he f**k with Big Backdoor, it's grat**ude
'Member back then I wasn't havin' shoes
I know I had to win, somebody had to lose
Didn't say, "Pa** the tool," I had my own
And the b*t*h [?][2:56] really bad to the bone
She wanna be just like Big Backdoor, yeah, just a clone
Caught a beat, count a hundred racks, finish this song
Askin' what's my cologne? I was smokin' on strong
And my neck and my wrist, it was flooded
I was ridin' with all of my pieces
I was smokin' on all the deceased
She a squirter, f**ked up all my sheets
In the Ghost, but we didn't need the sheets
Chopper sing you a song on repeat
And this game for the strong, not the weak
Five thousand P's, got 'em gone in a week
My b*t*h say she in love with a monster
In the streets, know I roam like a beast (Yeah)
I go Big Ol' Backdoor on the piece
I been said f**k the peace, go outside with your piece
Two-point-five on the fleece
You can't hide in these streets
A back blocker low-key
I had dropped on Lil Z
Think he f**ked up the re'
I went back to the plug, he went up on the fee
So I had to backdoor it, these n***as know me

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