Back to Back, Pt. 2

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Telly $woosh & Jimmy Groove$ & Bonds

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Might go froze my wrist, showed up looking like I served a whole brick
Ya bitch all on my dick, f*ck her let her hold my kids 
If she know the name she just get one night, never show her where I live 
Niggaz know I carry my stick, give a pussy nigga the whole clip 
When I'm bussin ain't no care I give 
Love the wok but the red I sip 
Splittin all of the bread I get, and my bitch got ass she thick 
Come n shop got grams, got zips 
Try to rob bet ya wig get split 
Drop the top let the wind just hit 
Do the dash cause the too quick

Young show stopper, so my bitch gotta look proper 
Where I be we don't do the talkin, cool out with that name droppin
In the backseat thinking bout racks, and my plug where the f*ck is he at 
Imma winner go look at the stats, all real so this shit is not rap 

I peep all the shit that be phony, I f*ck up a check when I'm lonely
Hard in the paint like I'm Vince, the game really made me like this 
Never ain't losing no grip, there ain't no care that I give
Ride for the team and that's it
Die for the cream just to live 
  
Ay look
Bust it open, shawty gonna ride me like a roller coaster
Ya lil sister love me got me on a poster 
I don't play games, never been a joker
Niggas say I'm cold, I'm from Arizona 
Others say I'm hot, weather bipolar  
We gon' take em down, boy you not holdin
Don't you make a sound or them glocks blowin 

Niggas be afraid heard we knock doors in 
Shit ain't been the same now we clock dough in
Swerving lane to lane like the drop stolen
Think the police know my name but I'm not foldin
Tell the gang we next like we got chosen
Roll the opps off in a wood that's what I'm smoking 
In the telly with the team sippin on potions 
We the winning team ballin like Jordan 

F*ck what you heard, take you off earth
If you wanna act all hard
I'm still smoking piff, I'm never gon trick
My people will pull your card 
Live how I live its all for the cake 
Think ima lose what a mistake 
Hunnit on the dash, ion pump no brake 
Chop it all down like it be some weight 
Ridin all dirty I'm like f*ck the jakes 
Cup all dirty so I'm wide awake 
Put bread up just for incase 
How I'm gone stop in the middle of the road
How I came up was just by the code 
Oh them youngins they got it on load 
Go run it up ion take no stroll 
Where is my coat cause this shit so cold

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