Backdoor

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Backdoor

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Captain crunch presents Woah, yeah BL, yeah Chapo Woah (woah) Backdoor that boy for that bag, huh (backdoor) Upgraded all my new mag', huh (mags) Lifestyle I'm livin', shit fast Vampire shit, I know I'm the real Drac', huh (drac) He a dub, what the fuck did he stack? (He a dub) Cockblockin' bitch, get the fuck off my lap (my lap) Dunk on my opps, and they call me Lil Shaq (il' Shaq) Treat Atlanta just like Baby Raq, huh I'll fuck her again, double back (on god) Pass the hoe to the whoa, gave her back, huh (give 'er back) Anything to get her off my back When the pistol whip, the jaw breakin', that's on God Babywhoa go seven-six, shoot that boy 'till he meet God, huh (god) Finna pop it, where the fuck is my rod? (My rod) Bullet a seven-six-two, sumn', big enough to bitch you (bitch you) Beat a boy ass, strip 'em naked, not nude Shawty shit wet, I ain't gotta use lube (hell nah) I couldn't care less what they talkin' about, huh I'm here for myself, I'm tryna ball out, huh He nervous around us, he fall out Tryna impress her, baby girl look at my walk down Uh yeah, I know you not feelin' me I'm like "Bitch, you ain't gotta be there for me", huh (bitch) Bitch, you ain't no kin to me, huh Finna take his ass off, that's drill to me, huh Yeah, he ain't finna do nothin', got a loud mouth (loud) Glock 19, Louis Vuitton pouch (brr) You just broke as fuck, and you love the couch (broke) They ain't know before, now they know now Baby girl know I get psyched She ain't my type, but I fuck her, I like what I like Birthday week, Lil Glokk drop deuce in his Sprite I'm on the Perc', geekin' with a bitch, tryna get my rocks right You watchin' it back, he know that I'm sheisty Five-five-six bite his ear, Mike Tyson And I ride with that glizzy and a switch, not licensed And that stolo low, and I'm Baby Whoa I got hella hoes, know that black rules If your ass told, this a mini Drac', not a micro He just specialized, he a real shooter He could shoot your ass, with his eyes closed He'll shoot your ass, with a blindfold Not a crash out, but he won't go (no) Woah (Woah) Backdoor that boy for that bag, huh (backdoor) Upgraded all my new mag', huh (mags) Lifestyle that I'm livin', shit fast Vampire shit, I know I'm the real Drac', huh (drac) He a dub, what the fuck did he stack? (He a dub) Cockblockin' bitch, get the fuck off my lap (my lap) Dunk on my opps, and they call me Lil Shaq (Lil' Shaq) Treat Atlanta just like Baby Raq, huh I'll fuck her again, double back Pass the hoe to the whoa, gave her back, huh (give 'er back) Anything to get her off my back When the pistol whip, the jaw breakin', that's on God Babywhoa go seven-six, shoot that boy 'till he meet God, huh (god) Finna pop it, where the fuck is my rod? (My rod)

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