Bacc 2 Bacc (Freestyle)
Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Shoutout 808 Melo)
Grrt
(808, let the beat play)
Back to back
Ten shots gon' show you where the devil at
Where the devil at?
Say you fightin' that? (Grrt)
Matter fact, these shots gon' send through hell and back, uh (Uh-huh)
Send shots, bend blocks, I'm wrappin' these niggas black to black
Black to black
Back to back, back to back
That's a fact, that's a fact
Look, I pop a Perc', go retarded, we shoot up the party, then change the artilleries
I don't fuck with niggas who ain't feelin' me
These pussy niggas be killin' me
None of y'all niggas knew my history, uh, but they gon' remember me
I'm gon' get this victory, none of the bitches be trickin' me
Huh, wait, prices on Cash App, huh, that's the delivery
Hol' on, wait, full blast, huh, wait, that's the auxiliary
Drivin' in full speed, shit I might get an injury
You kiddin' me?
I be livin' carefree, she be ridin' my dick like a pony
I be countin' this money like my ABCs and my 123s, look
I be countin' this money like my ABCs and my 123s
Back to back
Ten shots gon' show you where the devil at
Where the devil at?
Say you fightin' that?
Matter fact, these shots gon' send through hell and back, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Shoutout 808 Melo)
Grrt
(808, let the beat play)
Back to back
Ten shots gon' show you where the devil at
Where the devil at?
Say you fightin' that? (Grrt)
Matter fact, these shots gon' send through hell and back, uh (Uh-huh)
Send shots, bend blocks, I'm wrappin' these niggas black to black
Black to black
Back to back, back to back
That's a fact, that's a fact
Look, I pop a Perc', go retarded, we shoot up the party, then change the artilleries
I don't fuck with niggas who ain't feelin' me
These pussy niggas be killin' me
None of y'all niggas knew my history, uh, but they gon' remember me
I'm gon' get this victory, none of the bitches be trickin' me
Huh, wait, prices on Cash App, huh, that's the delivery
Hol' on, wait, full blast, huh, wait, that's the auxiliary
Drivin' in full speed, shit I might get an injury
You kiddin' me?
I be livin' carefree, she be ridin' my dick like a pony
I be countin' this money like my ABCs and my 123s, look
I be countin' this money like my ABCs and my 123s
Back to back
Ten shots gon' show you where the devil at
Where the devil at?
Say you fightin' that?
Matter fact, these shots gon' send through hell and back, uh
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Writer(s): Ameire Moore
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