Mike Dimes – BACKROOM Lyrics
Artist: Mike Dimes
Song: BACKROOM
Pistol poppin load the clip
Roll the window do a hit
Pistol poppin’ load the clip
Roll the window do a hit
Pistol poppin’ load the clip
Roll the window do a hit
Cocalina sniffin’ in the backroom
Wishy-washy b#tches wanna see what all them racks do
Junkie with a face, she loves to do it in the bathroom
b#tch you talk to much, she ain’t saying nun
All these fake assumptions
But she keep on talkin’ ’bout a rap n#gg#
Molly, coke, and weed
She think she f#ckin’ with a trap n#gg#
Never heard of some
But she keep talkin’ bout this clout n#gg#
If he give her drugs
She gonna trade it for some mouth n#gg#
f#ck with her but don’t f#ck with her
I got two phones, 1 for the woah, uh
Hello, you can catch me with a woe
Prolly f#ckin’ on the woe
Fill the blank I know you know
Solo baby I got things you never seen
And I can prolly show you baby
Make you feel right, f#ckin’ with a lame
No wonder why it doesn’t feel nice
This record bass is boomin’
Now these b#tches wanna feel Mike
I don’t need to talk about that blizzy just to feel fly
Been that n#gg# before I had figures
I got two hoes 1 juked your bro
Hello, a hoe she gone do it for a note
Or a gram to feel a bro
Gettin’ high before a show
Junkie baby doesn’t care about the message
Just about the feelin baby
But she keep on talkin’ ’bout a rap n#gg#
Molly, coke, and weed
She think she f#ckin’ with a trap n#gg#
Never heard of some
But she keep talkin’ bout this clout n#gg#
If he give her drugs
She gonna trade it for some mouth n#gg#
f#ck with her but don’t f#ck with her
I remember I was shipped to work
Now I skip to work so I could sip the work
We kick a door before I stick a 4
Right before I make the pockets hurt
I held it down so now I’m coming up
My money doubled up
He got a gun to try and cover up
Yo big dog is a –
I’m a real n#gg#, ion’ got no time for that sh#t
I make hits I don’t got no time to go do a hit
Remember Benji at the corner sellin’ junkies a fix
Remember n#gg#s laughin’ at me
Said my music was sh#t
But now I knocked over Domino’s
Pappadeaux’s, I eat all steak now
The grass got greener than the other side
b#tch it’s too late now
I’m Hollywood we was cool yesterday
Get out my face now
I’m VIP anywhere I go
But she keep on talkin’ ’bout a rap n#gg#
Molly, coke, and weed
She think she f#ckin’ with a trap n#gg#
Never heard of some
But she keep talkin’ bout this clout n#gg#
If he give her drugs
She gonna trade it for some mouth n#gg#
f#ck with her but don’t f#ck with her
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Release Year: 2021