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(Cage got that cold)

I feel a stab up in my back
I got my killers coming back
I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
Eighteen, up in Harrods, blowing racks, yeah
If you suck it real good I'ma have to buy a bag, yeah
Eighteen, I was learning how to cook crack
Hit a lick and never had to look back (back, yeah)
$100,000 in my bedroom just to look at
Tell me where it's safe so I can put that (back, yeah)
Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack
Feds up on my case, don't ever look back (back, yeah)
She wanna fly away so I'ma book that
If I beat the pussy up, I don't mean wit that

Yeah, let's fuck tonight 'cause that's a chance you'll never get again
Just left the jeweler, VVs, my set is wet again
I thought that nigga was my dawg but he gave evidence
I spent some thousands on that pussy 'cause she heaven sent
Yeah, up at the stove, cover your nose while I cook crack
Me and LB hit a lick and then we never looked back
Had a shank and some bujj in my book bag
Tryna explain to my mother that the hood's mad

I feel a stab up in my back
I got my killers coming back
I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
Eighteen, up in Harrods, blowing racks, yeah
If you suck it real good I'ma have to buy a bag, yeah
Eighteen, I was learning how to cook crack
Hit a lick and never had to look back (back, yeah)
$100,000 in my bedroom just to look at
Tell me where it's safe so I can put that (back, yeah)
Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack
Feds up on my case, don't ever look back (back, yeah)
She wanna fly away so I'ma book that
If I beat the pussy up, I don't mean wit that

I done some crazy shit, I wish I never did that
'Cause even in my trenches then I woulda got you kidnapped
Shots up in his body, leaving holes up in his six pack
I see niggas goin' crazy just to get their kids and bitch back
I was the youngest trap boss, so these niggas don't play with me
Youngest zinger in my city, buss down, done it blatantly
I was goin' cunch, tellin' mummy that I'm at KB's
It was me and Adz, goin' country, selling two of each, yeah

I feel a stab up in my back
I got my killers coming back
I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
Eighteen, up in Harrods, blowing racks, yeah
If you suck it real good I'ma have to buy a bag, yeah
Eighteen, I was learning how to cook crack
Hit a lick and never had to look back (back, yeah)
$100,000 in my bedroom just to look at
Tell me where it's safe so I can put that (back, yeah)
Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack
Feds up on my case, don't ever look back (back, yeah)
She wanna fly away so I'ma book that
If I beat the pussy up, I don't mean wit that (back, yeah)
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Copyright ©DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing
WriterAdam Williams, Hritik Pattni, Ricky Banton
Lyrics licensed byLyricFind
AddedDecember 31st, 2019
Last updatedMarch 6th, 2022
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