That lil brigga snappin
That what everybody sayin
Mamma doin bad
At night I be prayin
Best get out my way bitch
I ain't even playing
And if a brigga try us
Promise we gon get to sprayin
I ain't live to work
And I ain't trynna work to live
Rappin just to make it
That's just how that rappin is
Briggas take the easy way
And think they born to kill the be
Imma kill to be but at the same time you gon feel the beat
She gon feel my meat
On her face she gon feel the skeet
He say he gon be
He don't know I already be
Feelin like I'm keef
No computer got that Mac on me
I just fill the gas hit the dash
Now it's back on E
I remember them ratchet hoes always used to laugh at me
I remember them f*ck briggas always used to cappin me
Now they see I'm snappin now they wanna take a snap with me
Yuh
Now they wanna take a snap with me
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
I told that bitch I can't f*ck with her
I don't f*ck with lame hoes
Middle school days back to back
With the same clothes
I'll never change
Give a f*ck how the fame go
Hoes say I'm lame they gon f*ck for the fame tho
Tango
Spanish bitch make her tango
And my main hoe
Pussy sweet like a mango
You can't hang bro
Bro be the f*cking gang bro
On the main road
Riding in a f*ckin range rove
And these briggas better keep they distance
Before I let it go
27 36 brigga yea lil Mexico
Bitch I got that gas and I ain't talking Texaco
Flexin hoe
Imma put my name on a pedestol
Imma choose the money over fame
I'll never fold
Brothers with me on the same thang
But we never broke
Briggas looking at us wishin like they got a telescope
Hoes say she like the dick in so I let her choke
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
Bromeo - Kickback Lyrics
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That lil brigga snappin
That what everybody sayin
Mamma doin bad
At night I be prayin
Best get out my way bitch
I ain't even playing
And if a brigga try us
Promise we gon get to sprayin
I ain't live to work
And I ain't trynna work to live
Rappin just to make it
That's just how that rappin is
Briggas take the easy way
And think they born to kill the be
Imma kill to be but at the same time you gon feel the beat
She gon feel my meat
On her face she gon feel the skeet
He say he gon be
He don't know I already be
Feelin like I'm keef
No computer got that Mac on me
I just fill the gas hit the dash
Now it's back on E
I remember them ratchet hoes always used to laugh at me
I remember them f*ck briggas always used to cappin me
Now they see I'm snappin now they wanna take a snap with me
Yuh
Now they wanna take a snap with me
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
I told that bitch I can't f*ck with her
I don't f*ck with lame hoes
Middle school days back to back
With the same clothes
I'll never change
Give a f*ck how the fame go
Hoes say I'm lame they gon f*ck for the fame tho
Tango
Spanish bitch make her tango
And my main hoe
Pussy sweet like a mango
You can't hang bro
Bro be the f*cking gang bro
On the main road
Riding in a f*ckin range rove
And these briggas better keep they distance
Before I let it go
27 36 brigga yea lil Mexico
Bitch I got that gas and I ain't talking Texaco
Flexin hoe
Imma put my name on a pedestol
Imma choose the money over fame
I'll never fold
Brothers with me on the same thang
But we never broke
Briggas looking at us wishin like they got a telescope
Hoes say she like the dick in so I let her choke
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
That what everybody sayin
Mamma doin bad
At night I be prayin
Best get out my way bitch
I ain't even playing
And if a brigga try us
Promise we gon get to sprayin
I ain't live to work
And I ain't trynna work to live
Rappin just to make it
That's just how that rappin is
Briggas take the easy way
And think they born to kill the be
Imma kill to be but at the same time you gon feel the beat
She gon feel my meat
On her face she gon feel the skeet
He say he gon be
He don't know I already be
Feelin like I'm keef
No computer got that Mac on me
I just fill the gas hit the dash
Now it's back on E
I remember them ratchet hoes always used to laugh at me
I remember them f*ck briggas always used to cappin me
Now they see I'm snappin now they wanna take a snap with me
Yuh
Now they wanna take a snap with me
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
I told that bitch I can't f*ck with her
I don't f*ck with lame hoes
Middle school days back to back
With the same clothes
I'll never change
Give a f*ck how the fame go
Hoes say I'm lame they gon f*ck for the fame tho
Tango
Spanish bitch make her tango
And my main hoe
Pussy sweet like a mango
You can't hang bro
Bro be the f*cking gang bro
On the main road
Riding in a f*ckin range rove
And these briggas better keep they distance
Before I let it go
27 36 brigga yea lil Mexico
Bitch I got that gas and I ain't talking Texaco
Flexin hoe
Imma put my name on a pedestol
Imma choose the money over fame
I'll never fold
Brothers with me on the same thang
But we never broke
Briggas looking at us wishin like they got a telescope
Hoes say she like the dick in so I let her choke
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
You f*ck briggas talkin that shit
All my briggas head first
With a couple sticks
Bro be the gang
And we f*ckin on yo bitch
Think we playin soccer how we let them guns kickback
Writer: romeo covarrubias
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