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Correct Bacc Tracc Lyrics
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[Chorus: Bino Rideaux] I been counting money forward, I don't back track Every night I pray the lord he bring that Act back If my brother bring a play then I'ma latch that And we came up out the gutter as a matter fact I pull up on her, it's a party in my way back Fall in love, ain't got no feelings, you can have that I'ma pull up with no ceilings at your address Let that chopper get to drilling, be like grah grah [Verse 1: Bino Rideaux] All I wanted was hundreds on my C day Niggas be talkin', we don't believe it Came out the struggle, I live and breathe it I'm still pouring, Drakeo still be fiendin' I'm still bringin' them stacks in with no D-day Yeah, I make her bust it on the freeway You can't put no budget on what we make Never give a fuck nigga no leeway I was 'bout my hustle back in pre-K Used to dress the flyest on a free day Long as you supplying I'm receiving Fucked my bitch all night and then I'm leaving 'Cause niggas spending money and I need it I'm riding with Envy, he gon' grow up Pull up on your block and be like show up I don't talk to no bitch about niggas But your bitch talk to niggas, niggas know us [Chorus: Bino Rideaux] I been counting money forward, I don't back track Every night I pray the lord he bring that Act back If my brother bring a play then I'ma latch that And we came up out the gutter as a matter fact I pull up on her, it's a party in my way back Fall in love, ain't got no feelings, you can have that I'ma pull up with no ceilings at your address Let that chopper get to drilling, be like grah grah [Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler] Niggas know me, I'm the Ruler, I don't back track If you pull up in a coupe I can match that Off this mud, buck fifty in the fast track I'm sick of niggas and these subs, I'ma crash 'em Always acting out in public, I'm a class clown Money doing Benihanas, I'm an asshole I'm drinking red, I wish a nigga'd bring the Act back Nigga dressing like he on but he crack cars All big banc uchies, look at dashboards In a max sport, the flu flamming rap star All up in your news feeds Kick door, Bruce Lee, never drove a hoopty Sick of niggas boosting, I'm strangling Judas Told I'm a nuisance, these niggas must be stupid They think I'm 'bout to bow down, you might just tap out now We fix grills like pow wow, the Stincs got the laugh now Maylene give my MAC round, don't rap beef 'cause that's out [Chorus: Bino Rideaux] I been counting money forward, I don't back track Every night I pray the lord he bring that Act back If my brother bring a play then I'ma latch that And we came up out the gutter as a matter fact I pull up on her, it's a party in my way back Fall in love, ain't got no feelings, you can have that I'ma pull up with no ceilings at your address Let that chopper get to drilling, be like grah grah [Verse 3: 03 Greedo] It's early in the morning She's chilling as I'm noting And I'ma get that fire on niggas I don't live let die on niggas Remember where I left sight on niggas, my side don't sleep Homicide lowkey, high notes [?] or the safety squared on my sleep New belt, Louis V, best dressed, clean feet No socks, two G's for the slip-on loafers Grape singing like McQueen for my neck Purple diamonds, blue diamonds on the Titanic Lately I been on my tip like an iceberg You was digging your boogers, I got that drip that I was splashin' Club flashin', fast loves in the club, got shit for these rappers Twice I [?] love, that's just for these trappers [Chorus: Bino Rideaux] I been counting money forward, I don't back track Every night I pray the lord he bring that Act back If my brother bring a play then I'ma latch that And we came up out the gutter as a matter fact I pull up on her, it's a party in my way back Fall in love, ain't got no feelings, you can have that I'ma pull up with no ceilings at your address Let that chopper get to drilling, be like grah grah
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