Grapevine

Bak Doe, bitch
Bak Doe, shit
With a K not A C, don't forget the MG
Ya Digg

They tryna peep, tryna hear what I heard Through the grapevine
Wasting your time, I can't waste mine

I'm in the army, but still keep a Glock on my Waistline
Run that shit up, but it take time
Look, unstoppable
You cannot beat this shit, mission impossible

I had to run through this shit like an obstacle
This ain't no Twitter, but my shooters follow you
We do not pick and choose, bitch, we want all Of you
Yeah, and these facts, though

They know we came through the Bak Doe
Out of my lane, still I'm on track, though
Never made love till I beat her back slow
No, I cannot fall in love with a Nat hoe

You won't catch me fitting in like a fat hoe
Bitch, came out the gate, but I'm Bak Doe
Bitch, fuck on his hoe on my Bak Doe
Shit, come on, I had to switch up the motion

Change up the route, but I ain't losing my focus
Hold on, I done took off and they ain't notice
How the boy hot, but in the booth, he the Coldest
Hold on, I been the one and I'm chosen

Inserted the game like a motherfuckin' token
Hold on, hope I fall off well keep hoping
I ball like D-Rose, but I shoot like Derozen
Bak Doe Toni, don't fuck with these niggas like Ruckus

Fuck it bitch, I'm the shot out the bucket
Play with the Gang, we gon' leave that boy Musty
Trust me, I never played buddy-buddy
We get on your ass like a pack of some huggies

Lucky play and you die just for muggin
We feelin' like Kobe, all my niggas clutchin
Yeah let me get that, say you want smoke
Then I'm with that, me versus you

That's a mismatch, I put this shit in her mouth
Like a Tic-Tac, fuck on that hoe, break her off
Like a Kit-Kat, Spin on your block
They post up like a kickback, Lit

They know I'm stressin' this Bak Doe, shit
I done fell off, but I'm Back though, bitch
Check out the charm on my neck, thats my brother
I'm gettin' money, ain't worried bout others

Fuck up a check, get it back and another
Then run through another, I'm slicker than butter
I heard that boy talkin' out of his head
They filled him with led, now he talk with a stutter

I double back just to see how they play it
I fucked up the game, gave that shit to my brother
I'm goin' hard, put that shit on my mother
When honestly, I could be doin' the most

I was the black sheep, they started doubtin' me
Went through that water and came out a goat
Came out of poverty, I see they proud of me
Sip by myself, ain't no need for a toast

Cheers, I still got a long way to go
I switch this shit up, ain't no stealin' my flow
They tryna peep, tryna hear what I heard Through the grapevine
Wastin' your time, I can't waste mine, I'm in The Army

But still keep a Glock on my waistline, run that Shit up
But it take time, look, unstoppable
You cannot beat this shit, mission impossible
I had to run through this shit like an obstacle

This ain't no Twitter, bet my shooters follow You
We do not pick at you, bitch, we want all of You, yeah
And them facts, though, they know I came
Through the Bak Doe, bitch, yeah

Through that Bak Doe, shit, yeah
With a K, not a C, don't forget the MG Ya Digg, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Antonio Thomas
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