
Back Home Booter Bee
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[Intro]
Ay CZR, you did a mazza still
Sebz Beats baby
[Chorus]
Yo, the same waps that uncle got back home
I can get them sticks in the UK
Homicide squad at my door again
'Cos an opp got shot in his head on a Tuesday
I ain't got time to beef them newplates
Send little bro to handle it
They know where I'm from, real Kurdish savage
And I stay close to my savages
The same waps that uncle got back home
I can get them sticks in the UK
Homicide squad at my door again
'Cos an opp got shot in his head on a Tuesday
I ain't got time to beef them newplates
Send little bro to handlе it
They know where I'm from, rеal Kurdish savage
And I stay close to my savages
[Verse 1]
Yo, these ain't your average shots corn stuffed in the Glock, 16 in my hammer
Grr, bow
These come same size as pasta
I just came back from a booting
Now I'm tryna get shit mixed and mastered
Stuck in the wok house, 23 lockdown
Still had the jailhouse patterned up
Had officer [?] bringing the packs in, man get crashed if I give out the green light
Don't get slapped in your face, these barbarians turn man to a 3.5
I can't get put on the headlines
Headshots anytimes that we ride
I've got a fetish to burst off the dots
Bro's got cattin' to fill up and rinse out the G9
Ay CZR, you did a mazza still
Sebz Beats baby
[Chorus]
Yo, the same waps that uncle got back home
I can get them sticks in the UK
Homicide squad at my door again
'Cos an opp got shot in his head on a Tuesday
I ain't got time to beef them newplates
Send little bro to handle it
They know where I'm from, real Kurdish savage
And I stay close to my savages
The same waps that uncle got back home
I can get them sticks in the UK
Homicide squad at my door again
'Cos an opp got shot in his head on a Tuesday
I ain't got time to beef them newplates
Send little bro to handlе it
They know where I'm from, rеal Kurdish savage
And I stay close to my savages
[Verse 1]
Yo, these ain't your average shots corn stuffed in the Glock, 16 in my hammer
Grr, bow
These come same size as pasta
I just came back from a booting
Now I'm tryna get shit mixed and mastered
Stuck in the wok house, 23 lockdown
Still had the jailhouse patterned up
Had officer [?] bringing the packs in, man get crashed if I give out the green light
Don't get slapped in your face, these barbarians turn man to a 3.5
I can't get put on the headlines
Headshots anytimes that we ride
I've got a fetish to burst off the dots
Bro's got cattin' to fill up and rinse out the G9
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