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NeedNoName - (INTRO) All Off Backendz şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: NeedNoName

albüm: All Off Backendz 2


It's Neednoname
(M.o.b what up)
Yeah, M.O.B nigga we back at it again
All off Backendz 2 Nigga
Whole lotta backendz business
(Naysaying)
Let's go! Let's go!
Yeah
YEEH
Aye (YKWTFGO) it's Neednoname
Nawl fr
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Let's go!
These boys so fraud as hell, I am trying to keep it
I am in the trap cooking eggs but I am not making no omelette
I can beat these boys fair is square, they still aint going to think I won it
I still don't like no bougie girl I like my girls ratchet and rugged
I buy my kicks from Saks fifth, if not I'm going to the summit
I told this bitch I lover her ass, she blow the dick like like a trumpet
Have you seen a nigga with his face shit off
That shit right there disgusting
Cut my cousin off he Aston kusher he on punk shit
I'm on that dumb shit, I don't get a fuck shit
He talking out his neck, I'm on that put him in the trunk shit
My bitch she got a fat ass, you know junk up in the trunk shit
Switch up on my Glizzy, I'm the one you don't need to fuck with
I turned a yellow soda to Orange I poured a deuce in a Fanta
They fuck with me in ATL, but I never been to Atlanta
This bitch gotta BBL, I'm fucking this hoe on camera
I don't got money like they NFL, but I treat the kids like Santa
Cant stop fucking these hoes, I pop my shit can't stop this shit
Young nigga I rock Crome heart, more crosses than Jesus did
Young nigga I eel like J.J watt, they way I get the sack and shit
Ima motherfuking backend boy I get pap like a college kid
Boy I ride I round with this stick. I keep that blick better change your attitude
Sold that boy the dope and took it from him, he a April fool
Why the fucck when you run up a sack, yo niggas be mad at you
Face shot a nigga playing with the gang, it aint debatable
My bitch slang my work up in the spot, aint have to make to
Niggas know I cook shit, ill turn you to a plate of food
I like them dunks, but I be Dior on orantons
They call me nednoname, but like money Mitch I'm paid in full
Tracer bullets in my gun, but my gun hit traceable
I shot that nigga in the neck, tryna see if his shit detachable
This bitch still calling my phone I'm unavailable
Tell that nigga don't mention my name unless he confrontational

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