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Backstabbin
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Cheese, Cheese (go Grizz)
(Twysted Genius, baby)
I know she think I'm cheatin' on her, so she tryna enhance me
Baby, your life ain't lame no more, so I turn you up, buy you Givenchy panties
Uh, huh, she like when I'm backstabbin'
Huh, yeah, she like when I'm backstabbin'
Uh, yeah, she like when I'm backstabbin'
Huh, yeah, she like when I'm backstabbin'
Bitch, you already knew your friends was hatin' on you 'cause they know I'm puttin' you in fashion
I ain't gon' lie, just saw it in your day-one eyes, man, that ho hatin' with a passion
The suckin' and slurpin' loud, Tesla quiet, I'm ridin' panoramic
Ho suck my dick so good and long, swear to God, man, this bitch need a Grammy
I'm poppin' big shit, downtown Florida, what state? Where? I'm in Miami
Talk to the plug and fans of my music, it don't matter if I get a brick or a Grammy
If I fuck with you, you know I love you, money ain't shit, spent 400 on panties
Burberry and Gucci, Celine, Givenchy, it don't matter, baby, you can get it, no askin'
Six thousand dollars on a Goyard backpack, when you pick it up, talk that bitch with manners
This a B-ball court, you the basketball, I ain't passin', bae you know I got good handles
She say, "Fatt, My feet hurtin'," bae, what you mean? Let's get Gucci sandals
I'll turn pimpin' in today, I'll convince this bitch be a stripper dancer
It's like four in the mornin', I'm callin' your phone, why it's no answer?
I forget when I'm trappin' late night, you be puttin' your phone on do not answer
Girl, you know I'll trust you, but my trustin' skills thin as plastic
I ain't gon' lie, if I find out you fuckin' off, all this shit gettin' canceled
Next day, whole new bitch in the Phantom, this is not my name, but my young nigga stamp you
Turn the pineapple pop to a purple Fanta, fuckin' white hos like Hannah Montana
They rode by me in the hood e'ry day, now I'm on TV, bet they don't change the channel
Five thousand dollars get your ho ass handled
They don't know what happened, take the pussy for ransom
Uh, huh, she like when I'm backstabbin'
Huh, yeah, she like when I'm backstabbin'
Uh, yeah, she like when I'm backstabbin'
Huh, yeah, she like when I'm backstabbin'
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