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Correct Ybn Chopstick Remix Lyrics
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I hit the back door With my backpack On some Tay shit She think she can handle me? But she ain't shit Next nigga Think he coming up on the same tip Hit a lic Swerving in them lanes On some funny ish Bummy bish She a plain Jane No covanant Loving in it She be popping X Now she stuffing it In defence She a good girl When she with her friends Play pretend She a good spy When she in a Beinz Tutta man He shoot with no aim l ÀCall him scuba man Pudda man Used hit me hard Now I am the man With the can I don't do no scams I love all my fans Do it real Even though Half these niggas really hams Bring the hate My choppa an ape See those heaven gates Free the real All my niggas bang Yall could not relate Free Tay k Even if that nigga Was to die today Fly away Birds soar far That's a brighter way Lighter pay ab Doberman dogs With a higher weight Higher kick Ima take his chick Cause she in my whip Imagine this Mpr Out here on some savage shit Pull up to the store 5 woods No tax Hook I hit the backdoor With my backpack On some tay shit You think you can handle me But u ain't shit Next nigga Think he running up On the same same tip Now its time Make her do the dash She dont say shit Facelift Chappo got that k And he spray shit All my shit Made in the hood Ion pay shit If you niggas talkin heavy meadal Imma bang it Bagdad Told her have that Im not shameless Make shift Shaawty in the kitchen She dont bake shit Sever ties Money on the flo watch it cake quick Bape shit I been going off No mistakes bitch King kong When i hit the stu Im going ape shit I hit the backdoor With my backpack On some tay shit You think you could handle me You cant hang bitch Next nigga think he runnin off on the same shit Bag back Told her bag back Watch her face shift Cold cut Hit the bitch once Make her nose bust Robust I cant leave the house Without no bucks Fro tucked Why you niggas actin like yall know us Hold up Semmi gettin hot I think it know sum
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