Backend Foreign – Inappropriate

Backend Foreign Inappropriate

Backend Foreign – Inappropriate Lyrics

Artist: Backend Foreign
Song: Inappropriate

Walk around with the dick out they telling me it’s inappropriate
I pull up in back of that ‘rarri i feel like some groceries
Go to sleep with that chop that’s probably when i am the coziest, yeah
I can’t depend on them shooters

n#gg#s out here tryna air some strikers
I’m not a stepper but i will for my life
They gave me surgery, cut me deep and ain’t think twice
They sewed me up and left a demon still inside

I’m havin’ mob ties, j. prince
We spinnin’ in porsche trucks, cayenne
We still havin’ murder talks in the den, yeah yeah
I know my opps still be praying

But they on the internet, still playing
But f#ck ’em, it’s rest in peace to their friends, yeah yeah
We pull up faded, clippers
Diamonds dancing, rhythm

Surrounded by some killers
I’m surrounded by some murderers
1600, you’ve heard of us
No std’s, who roy as us

I prayed to my glock inside of church, yeah
She was naked before i can blink, i didn’t even ask
He one-fifty inside of the urus and didn’t even crash
Count one hunnid’ in cash, and left out with crumbs in my hands

If i want i cop it i don’t even look when they scan it
There’s nothing i wouldn’t do
To spend my life with you
Conversations with codeine

I’m sky-high in the nosebleeds
I’m best friends with the dope friends
Walk around with the dick out they telling me it’s inappropriate
I pull up in back of that ‘rarri i feel like some groceries

Go to sleep with that chop that’s probably when i am the coziest, yeah
I can’t depend on them shooters
n#gg#s out here tryna air some strikers
I’m not a stepper but i will for my life

They gave me surgery, cut me deep and ain’t think twice
They sewed me up and left a demon still inside
I’m havin’ mob ties, j. prince
We spinnin’ in porsche trucks, cayenne

We still havin’ murder talks in the den, yeah yeah
I know my opps still be praying
But they on the internet, still playing
But f#ck ’em, it’s rest in peace to their friends, yeah yeah
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Inappropriate Lyrics – English Translation

Walk around with the dick out they telling me it’s inappropriate
I pull up in back of that ‘rarri i feel like some groceries
Go to sleep with that chop that’s probably when i am the coziest, yeah
I can’t depend on them shooters

n#gg#s out here tryna air some strikers
I’m not a stepper but i will for my life
They gave me surgery, cut me deep and ain’t think twice
They sewed me up and left a demon still inside

I’m havin’ mob ties, j. pangeran
We spinnin’ in porsche trucks, cayenne
We still havin’ murder talks in the den, yeah yeah
I know my opps still be praying

But they on the internet, still playing
But f#ck ’em, it’s rest in peace to their friends, yeah yeah
We pull up faded, clippers
Diamonds dancing, rhythm

Surrounded by some killers
I’m surrounded by some murderers
1600, you’ve heard of us
No std’s, who roy as us

I prayed to my glock inside of church, yeah
She was naked before i can blink, i didn’t even ask
He one-fifty inside of the urus and didn’t even crash
Count one hunnid’ in cash, and left out with crumbs in my hands

If i want i cop it i don’t even look when they scan it
There’s nothing i wouldn’t do
To spend my life with you
Conversations with codeine

I’m sky-high in the nosebleeds
I’m best friends with the dope friends
Walk around with the dick out they telling me it’s inappropriate
I pull up in back of that ‘rarri i feel like some groceries

Go to sleep with that chop that’s probably when i am the coziest, yeah
I can’t depend on them shooters
n#gg#s out here tryna air some strikers
I’m not a stepper but i will for my life

They gave me surgery, cut me deep and ain’t think twice
They sewed me up and left a demon still inside
I’m havin’ mob ties, j. pangeran
We spinnin’ in porsche trucks, cayenne

We still havin’ murder talks in the den, yeah yeah
I know my opps still be praying
But they on the internet, still playing
But f#ck ’em, it’s rest in peace to their friends, yeah yeah
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Backend Foreign Lyrics – Inappropriate

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