Larry June - Back Rappin lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June - Back Rappin lyrics]
Bitch hit for 10, bought a mac
Tried to quit pimping, but I'm back
50 niggas gunned down in Vegas
Bitch nigga fucking up the trap
Word around my hood I got A-1
Moved back to the city and bought eight guns
I'm a real nigga, I ain't gotta front
I'm a real nigga, I ain't gotta front
I never post my bitch on the net
Unless it's bout a motherfucking check
I told the punk bitch I'm the catch
But, I fell in love with the neck
My niggas said it's hoes on the Tinder
But, I don't need tinder to get her
New Asian bitch and she thicker
You got the pussy, but she made me richer
Twenty-two sliding up the blade
I ain't got no real sleep in days
Third day, 6K fifth day, out the way
I been trappin, rap been slow
Trap been poppin rap been slow
Blue hunnit's, going through the pain
I don't wanna sell dope
But this all a nigga know
Choose up, bitch we can win
Yeah a nigga fell off
But I bounced back again
Off top smoking weed, sipping on Henn
Bitch you want a square nigga hoe
But I'm not him
Damn that's a big bitch, but she run it up
AR-15 for your runners up
Bought a Balmain hoodie, and I wore it once
Bought a Balmain hoodie, and I wore it once
Sliding through the 'jects, new tech
New feet
Young nigga, still crack a nigga bitch
Fuck a record deal nigga
Made more off pimping
Fuck the rap game nigga
I'm just talking how i'm living
Sipping champagne in the hot
Tub with my bitch i don't know I just love a
Thick bitch that can strip
10 bands in my pocket got
Me walking with a limp
Bought a brand new Glock
With a see-through clip
I been trappin, rap been slow
Trap been poppin rap been slow
Blue hunnit's, going through the pain
I don't wanna sell dope
But this all a nigga know
Choose up, bitch we can win
Yeah a nigga fell off
But I bounced back again
Off top smoking weed, sipping on Henn
Bitch you want a square nigga hoe
But I'm not him
Tried to quit pimping, but I'm back
50 niggas gunned down in Vegas
Bitch nigga fucking up the trap
Word around my hood I got A-1
Moved back to the city and bought eight guns
I'm a real nigga, I ain't gotta front
I'm a real nigga, I ain't gotta front
I never post my bitch on the net
Unless it's bout a motherfucking check
I told the punk bitch I'm the catch
But, I fell in love with the neck
My niggas said it's hoes on the Tinder
But, I don't need tinder to get her
New Asian bitch and she thicker
You got the pussy, but she made me richer
Twenty-two sliding up the blade
I ain't got no real sleep in days
Third day, 6K fifth day, out the way
I been trappin, rap been slow
Trap been poppin rap been slow
Blue hunnit's, going through the pain
I don't wanna sell dope
But this all a nigga know
Choose up, bitch we can win
Yeah a nigga fell off
But I bounced back again
Off top smoking weed, sipping on Henn
Bitch you want a square nigga hoe
But I'm not him
Damn that's a big bitch, but she run it up
AR-15 for your runners up
Bought a Balmain hoodie, and I wore it once
Bought a Balmain hoodie, and I wore it once
Sliding through the 'jects, new tech
New feet
Young nigga, still crack a nigga bitch
Fuck a record deal nigga
Made more off pimping
Fuck the rap game nigga
I'm just talking how i'm living
Sipping champagne in the hot
Tub with my bitch i don't know I just love a
Thick bitch that can strip
10 bands in my pocket got
Me walking with a limp
Bought a brand new Glock
With a see-through clip
I been trappin, rap been slow
Trap been poppin rap been slow
Blue hunnit's, going through the pain
I don't wanna sell dope
But this all a nigga know
Choose up, bitch we can win
Yeah a nigga fell off
But I bounced back again
Off top smoking weed, sipping on Henn
Bitch you want a square nigga hoe
But I'm not him