ISO Indies, Xavy Rusan - Back on Deck lyrics

[ISO Indies, Xavy Rusan - Back on Deck lyrics]

Uh, yeah, ayy iso, ayy, Indies, Xavy, ayy

Uh, back on deck on my fly shit, ah
Really on, really on my shit, ah
Pay some respect to my mindset
Pay up, blowin' smoke, catch a contact
Niggas really mad they can't stop us
Back on the scene, unconscious
Always been me, yeah, I'm poppin'
I ain't really here for the gossip, nah
Blah-blah-blah, yeah, I'm hot bitch
Tried to play me, but you tried it
Way too wavy, gotta ride it
Pull up on you, yeah, we slidin'
Make her eyes roll when I slide in
Neck on wrist, on shine, man
Tell 'em, "Say less, no comment"
And we only here for the commas
Ayy, pull up and hop out, we slidin'
Loaded away or beside me
Niggas be lyin', skatin' on Daytons
We glidin'
I'm hittin' that bitch in the driveway
Hittin' that bitch while we vibin'
You know I be on that timin', light up
I'm vibrant dress it up, yeah, I be
Stylin', eat up the drip, she be dinin'
Straight to the top, she be climbin'
We the ones that they admire
All of these niggas expire
Iso the boss and we hirin'
Raised in the hood, where it's sirens
They hoppin' on ship like a pirate, ayy
Drivin' the boat and I came for
The loot and the treasure
These niggas be hatin', do better
Droppin' them ashes done burnt me
A hole in my sweater
I'm stingy, I'm holdin' this cheddar
Holdin' this cheese, livin' mo' better
Smokin' these doobies with Xavy
We keep this shit gravy
Yeah, we too groovy, we keep it unruly
Know it's yours truly
Smoke a big head, call it Stewie
Bad chick wanna do me
Ass thick, and she coolin'
She bust it open like a Uzi
I bust it then I'm back to duty
Call of Duty, I'm online with it
Took my time with it
Watch the operatives, they be plottin' shit
On the goal with the gang
And they rock with us
Everywhere that we go, we be poppin' up
Yeah, we popular, eyes on us like binocular
Yeah, they time is up
You could try your luck
Stay anonymous, but in God, we trust
In God we trust
All these niggas lookin' up to us
Ridin' waves just like they ride the bus
Them pretty bitches wanna ride my nuts
The vibe is us, uh sergio Tacchini
Eatin' fettuccine know they see
Me getting cake
I been out hustlin' out the dinner
Baby, I'm a winner
I don't really need a break
Breakin' my food in your ass
Breakin' the neck of these hoes
When I'm bendin' the corner
Breakin' my weed in the glass
Burnin' that loud and the neighbors
Done heard the aroma playin' Persona
She eatin' my dick 'til she fall in a coma
Done caught her the itis
I really got it off the muscle
Now they wanna tussle
Pussy niggas wanna fight us, damn

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