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Criiipa - Back & Forth (feat. Lord Karma) Lyrics
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Blowin loud til I'm deaf
Roll it til it's nothin left
Boy you a sideline like a cleft
I don't see the bench Ima starter
Comin straight up out that water
Lookin like a pretty dolphin
F*ck bad bitches often
Put that ass in a coffin
Bitch said the dick awesome
Take 2 then I toss em
Just pass me the blunt and I'm coughing
Smoke so much that I look Asian
Henny and codeine the mix that I'm drankin
Leave a bitch nigga stankin but I can't f*ck the bitch if she stankin
I get the top and I dip
Keep that 45 on my hip
24K on my wrist
My diamonds wet like a ship
Been around the world and back
Trappin and rappin i do all of that
Can paint you a pic or can do you a tat
Lame niggas gone move to the back
Smart nigga with the stupidest pack
Always rollin with a cutie attached, the booty is fat
The old heads like boy you don't know what you doin with that
But they are mistaken, I hit the first night nigga I ain't with that patiently waitin
I swear that pussy is the safest of havens
I get it for free, you be makin them payments
And payin for pussy ain't playa
Ain't chasin no bitch I'm just chasin that paper
She say I'm her favorite flavor
She suck off the sauce then she swallow and savor
Put that lil baby on ice and then I tell baby go get me a sprite
Baby got me feeling right
The codeine, the codeine, the love of my life
The love of my life I could never replace it
Just talkin bout it I can already taste it
I treat the ganja like a problem and face it
Lil boy you know my marijuana amazin
White Widow and Cookie is what I be blazin
The OG hit ya hard like a Hatian
Yo bitch fell in love yea say I'm amazin
Im twistin and switchin the whole situation
Yea im twisting and switchin
She callin my phone and she bitchin and bitchin
I beat that pussy til she drippin and twitchin
You smokin midget and we piffin extensions
I give her dick I don't give her attention
Give her a look and she givin them digits
She give me the top but it's all her decision, if she lookin good then I'll give her the dick
Boys lookin mad but I ride with the stick
Serve a nigga with the chopsticks
Turn the club to a mosh pit
Legendary you can't stop this
I seen ya with ya lil bop bitch
Cracked her open like a locksmith
Then she went home, got on the gram and took all them lil thot pics
But I don't give the bitch no hearts, just drive her ass like a go kart
I chief keef no Cozart
Then I stick her like a blow dart
Make more art then Mozart
Nigga better check my report card
Boys knowin that we go hard
Won't admit the shit cause blowhards, niggas so fraud
So fraud yea these niggas is fakin
I told you that cookies is what we be blazin
We gettin the money, the money we makin
In it to win it ain't takin no L's
Hell raiser yea I'm raisin that hell
I beat up the pack and drop work on the scale
If you want the pack I send that through the mail
Yo pockets on flat and my pockets on swell
She walk in the trap and i f*ck it up
I'm f*ckin her guts and you lovin her
She run her trap tell her shut it up
Then I rough her up f*ck a subtle touch
Got a slim waist with a bubble butt
Sneak her in the crib then I scuff her up
Wax wax, then I buff it up
Get the gas packs then I puff it up
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Blowin loud til I'm deaf
Roll it til it's nothin left
Boy you a sideline like a cleft
I don't see the bench Ima starter
Comin straight up out that water
Lookin like a pretty dolphin
F*ck bad bitches often
Put that ass in a coffin
Bitch said the dick awesome
Take 2 then I toss em
Just pass me the blunt and I'm coughing
Smoke so much that I look Asian
Henny and codeine the mix that I'm drankin
Leave a bitch nigga stankin but I can't f*ck the bitch if she stankin
I get the top and I dip
Keep that 45 on my hip
24K on my wrist
My diamonds wet like a ship
Been around the world and back
Trappin and rappin i do all of that
Can paint you a pic or can do you a tat
Lame niggas gone move to the back
Smart nigga with the stupidest pack
Always rollin with a cutie attached, the booty is fat
The old heads like boy you don't know what you doin with that
But they are mistaken, I hit the first night nigga I ain't with that patiently waitin
I swear that pussy is the safest of havens
I get it for free, you be makin them payments
And payin for pussy ain't playa
Ain't chasin no bitch I'm just chasin that paper
She say I'm her favorite flavor
She suck off the sauce then she swallow and savor
Put that lil baby on ice and then I tell baby go get me a sprite
Baby got me feeling right
The codeine, the codeine, the love of my life
The love of my life I could never replace it
Just talkin bout it I can already taste it
I treat the ganja like a problem and face it
Lil boy you know my marijuana amazin
White Widow and Cookie is what I be blazin
The OG hit ya hard like a Hatian
Yo bitch fell in love yea say I'm amazin
Im twistin and switchin the whole situation
Yea im twisting and switchin
She callin my phone and she bitchin and bitchin
I beat that pussy til she drippin and twitchin
You smokin midget and we piffin extensions
I give her dick I don't give her attention
Give her a look and she givin them digits
She give me the top but it's all her decision, if she lookin good then I'll give her the dick
Boys lookin mad but I ride with the stick
Serve a nigga with the chopsticks
Turn the club to a mosh pit
Legendary you can't stop this
I seen ya with ya lil bop bitch
Cracked her open like a locksmith
Then she went home, got on the gram and took all them lil thot pics
But I don't give the bitch no hearts, just drive her ass like a go kart
I chief keef no Cozart
Then I stick her like a blow dart
Make more art then Mozart
Nigga better check my report card
Boys knowin that we go hard
Won't admit the shit cause blowhards, niggas so fraud
So fraud yea these niggas is fakin
I told you that cookies is what we be blazin
We gettin the money, the money we makin
In it to win it ain't takin no L's
Hell raiser yea I'm raisin that hell
I beat up the pack and drop work on the scale
If you want the pack I send that through the mail
Yo pockets on flat and my pockets on swell
She walk in the trap and i f*ck it up
I'm f*ckin her guts and you lovin her
She run her trap tell her shut it up
Then I rough her up f*ck a subtle touch
Got a slim waist with a bubble butt
Sneak her in the crib then I scuff her up
Wax wax, then I buff it up
Get the gas packs then I puff it up
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Writer: Caton Bailey, Troy Vaughn
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