Bladee, Black Kray — Backstr€€t Boys
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[Intro: Black Kray, Bladee & Matt OX]
(Wake up, F1lthy)
Yeah
(Oogie Mane, he killed it)
(Drain Gang)
Yeah, and I’m sliding with a torch, yeah, ayy, ayy
Cut the work with the blade
[Chorus: Bladee]
Still in the night but I’m coming back (Huh?)
Backstreet Boys (Drain Gang, what?)
Get it tatted
Try and stab me in my back, I’ma stab you back (Mm)
Trash bags, silver Lexus, hit the gas
They hate on me, they hate on me (I’m not hearing that, uh)
They hate on me, sick boy, I’m still dropping ash
Trashman, Drain Gang, taking out the trash
It’s bad, we cut you off, leave you sad
[Verse 1: Bladee]
Still mad ’cause I made you (Uh)
It’s not a playground but I played you
You still sad ’cause you’re not cute
No free keys, yeah, bitch, I drop clues
Fake Pradas, yeah, that’s not shoes
I won’t pop out, no, man, I pop two
If you see me, I might bless you
Drain 4L, yeah, ’cause I’m meant to
Still in the night but I’m coming back
Triple-seven, D9, One Direction
Still in the night but I’m coming back, yeah
Backstreet boys, coming back with the sack, yeah
(Drain Gang)
[Verse 2: Black Kray]
On backstreet with the white, Nick Carter
Hoodrich, VVS’s jumpin’ out the water
Hoodrich, big VVS’s, diamonds baller
Cash money on me like a nigga from New Orleans, ayy, yeah, yeah
And I’m scorchin’, yeah
And I’m slidin’ with a torch, yeah, ayy, ayy
Cut the work with the blade
On backstreet slidin’ foreigns with Bladee
In the trap spot, see the blade, countin’ big guap
Nikes on my feet same color as some crack rock, ayy
And I get it poppin’ like Pop Rocks
With the gang like backstreet with knots and guap
[Chorus: Bladee]
Still in the night but I’m coming back (Huh?)
Backstreet Boys (Drain Gang, what?)
Get it tatted
Try and stab me in my back, I’ma stab you back (Mm)
Trash bags, silver Lexus, hit the gas
They hate on me, they hate on me (I’m not hearing that, uh)
They hate on me, sick boy, I’m still dropping ash
Trashman, Drain Gang, taking out the trash
It’s bad, we cut you off, leave you sad