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[Intro: BackRoad Gee] BackRoad Gee (Viper) (Katmandu) [Chorus: BackRoad Gee] Fuck it Pass me the ting, lemme bruk it (Bruk it) The firin' pin we go done it (Done it) Don't worry 'bout them, they my son king (Woi) Outside man multiply numbers (Grrr) Backroad, man tear up jumpers (Baow, baow) Hah, done him (Done him) Hah, he's runnin' (He's gone) Fuck it Pass me the ting, lemme bruk it (Bruk it) The firin' pin we go done it (Done it) Don't worry 'bout them, they my son king (Woi) Outside man multiply numbers (Grrr) Backroad, man tear up jumpers (Baow, baow) Hah, done him (Done him) Hah, he's runnin' (He's gone) [Verse 1: TizzTrap] Yo, hit four packs, it was a lit, lit move (Skrrt) Copped that pack, split that in two (Baow) See the rе re-ring got a peng ting too Had to grab that pack, this prof I choose (My man) See this j-bird's callin' mе rude When she clocked that I'm startin' to get that food (Get rich) Tryna get man down with this woosh woosh Three man up in a three-door coupe (Baow, baow, baow) Don't think we lack (We don't) Three-eight auto claps in the ding dong ride (Baow) And it's lookin' like cam Mash that work, still dishin' out packs Hella yutes got food, but their food's bare wack Yutes get sucked, is it Tizz or Trap? (Yeah) Get man down, mi nuh about chat Any L's gang take, gang's gettin' that back (Yeah) [Chorus: BackRoad Gee] Fuck it Pass me the ting, lemme bruk it (Bruk it) The firin' pin we go done it (Done it) Don't worry 'bout them, they my son king (Woi) Outside man multiply numbers (Grrr) Backroad, man tear up jumpers (Baow, baow) Hah, done him (Done him) Hah, he's runnin' (He's gone) Fuck it Pass me the ting, lemme bruk it (Bruk it) The firin' pin we go done it (Done it) Don't worry 'bout them, they my son king (Woi) Outside man multiply numbers (Grrr) Backroad, man tear up jumpers (Baow, baow) Hah, done him (Done him) Hah, he's runnin' (He's gone) [Verse BG] B-B-BG, BG, two side black gang (Woo, woo) And I should of put the studes in my sat nav (Woo, woo) End up on the ting, made it beat like Katman' Bad boy, what, manna show you 'bout bad man Got shot, still tryna tweet and at man (Ah) My apologies to the cabman (Ah) But I'm on a mish with Ghost tryna pack man (Woi, woi, brrr) Shoot man's front, mi nuh care about backchat Two's up twos, I'm a two side shooter (Two side) Leng and brown, she a two side cuter (Boom) I'm with Fred, little bro he a booter (Ah) Face shot close, but the gun jam sooner (Woi) Bando B, I'm with Bando E (Woi, woi) Ibo just called for the bando boomers (Boomers) Done it on foot, could've done it on scooters (Woo) Dot dot old, tell Tizz bring the Cougar (Yes) [Chorus: BackRoad Gee] Fuck it Pass me the ting, lemme bruk it (Bruk it) The firin' pin we go done it (Done it) Don't worry 'bout them, they my son king (Woi) Outside man multiply numbers (Grrr) Backroad, man tear up jumpers (Baow, baow) Hah, done him (Done him) Hah, he's runnin' (He's gone) [Verse 3: BackRoad Gee] Next hundred bags, takin' out twenty (Twenty) Darg, I'ma spend that all on waps (Waps) I need two Brownings and a fuckin' MAC And if I can get me a rifle, akh (Brr) Long, reach, we need that shit Vroom, skrrt, we there in the pitch (Skkrt) Don't make me ling that one like my name be Lingard (Ling) Outside don't know nothin' 'bout inside (What?) Man try leave that corn there inside (What?) Get off your arse or suck your mum (Get up) SYM, your time is done (You're gone) Them man chat loads Out here they ain't got no backbone (Hey, hey) My guys are fully on backroad (Grrr) Man slap (Grrr), man slap, man slap (Grrr) [Chorus: BackRoad Gee] Fuck it Pass me the ting, lemme bruk it (Bruk it) The firin' pin we go done it (Done it) Don't worry 'bout them, they my son king (Woi) Outside man multiply numbers (Grrr) Backroad, man tear up jumpers (Baow, baow) Hah, done him (Done him) Hah, he's runnin' (He's gone) Fuck it Pass me the ting, lemme bruk it (Bruk it) The firin' pin we go done it (Done it) Don't worry 'bout them, they my son king (Woi) Outside man multiply numbers (Grrr) Backroad, man tear up jumpers (Baow, baow) Hah, done him (Done him) Hah, he's runnin' (He's gone)
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