LudCJayy - Back 2 Back (feat. BlueStripBenji) Lyrics

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Comin' from the streets, mama told me run my bands up, try takin' some from me
I'll never put my hands up, chase the bag and f*ck these hoes
This shit come in a plan, I ain't never fold up on my bro when we got in that jam
Gen 4 in my pocket, Scottie pimpin', 33 shots
Send bout 30 more, fill it up with meds, go have to detox
Niggas be bitches, gang nem posted on your newsfeed, ARPs are fully glock's
NLE, stay with my chopper, custom blicks, bitch these ain't stock
I'm not worried about no threats, could never put no fear in me
Bad bitch textin' me, she see I'm flexin', want get next to me
Don't address it, lil' hoe, I ain't sweatin' it, I'm pushin' P
I got niggas in the cell, that shit get the best of me
Niggas hate we have motion, I keep a bankroll on me, like a boat, I'm in her ocean
Fish yo' bitch from out the sea, pockets obese, I spark a leaf
Might take a bad bitch home with me, I'm in my bag like moneyYo
Chasin' a mil' without a meek, cause in the streets
A youngin had to starve, so I reach for the stars
Tried to run, we on yo' boulevard, you is not gettin' far
We got Glocks and we got AR pistols, rock out like guitar
Sendin' shots, and boy, I'm bound to hit that with this laser for
And I won't miss, bitch, I'm Booker with this jumper
Catch em we on his bumper, I'm hittin', bitch, I'm the drummer
Pretty bitch, what's the number? In gucci want me to pump her
Callin' in melatonin, beat her back till she in slumber
One deep, man, f*ck a crowd, they say I'm it, but they some clowns
Goofy niggas in town, claimin' shit, but not around
Pop out, I'm fresh as f*ck, think it ain't on me, got some rounds
Ski up feel like i'm Nuk, Niggas don't wanna hear them sound, let's go
Seen' that nigga froze up, we call him them Iceman
Don't you hesitate, make sure your family straight up in the end
You can't tell me shit, I went through hell for this and lost some friends
A lil' shiesty nigga, quick to stick you up just for them bands, bitch