Limbo, Pt. 2

{BACKSEAT [S]MILES}
{Verse}
Yeah, (uh)
I Swear to God I give 'em dick to suck and two fisticuffs and bruised noggins when the jig is up
I knew a couple guys with two problems and two biscuits tucked
And two homicides was blue lives, it was you guys
Plus and Smiles, What it do guys, telling blue guys, green guys prevailing new highs and hailing 'oohlah
Who y'all? Them other niggas
Ooh god I ain't fuckin with ya
New [?] in the jungle quick to chew y'all and then humble niggas
To the gulag with ya mother nigga, and I fucked your other sister
Man Im up to something when you discover then I'll discover nigga
Running through miles and troubles of pounds of blunts and a thousand rubbles nigga
You running with Smiles and Plus, nigga its fuck who doubted us

[BACKSEAT [S]MILES]
{Chorus}
Told a mothafucka back back
I am not ya skin folk
Prying for my info
Tryna wrap my indo
Like the mothafuckin trap back
Eyeing out my window
Rhyming like my kinfolk
I am out of limbo
Told a mothafucka back back
I am not ya skin folk
Prying for my info
Tryna wrap my indo
Like the mothafuckin trap back
Eyeing out my window
Rhyming like my kinfolk
I am out of limbo

[BACKSEAT [S]MILES]
{Verse}
(Uh)
I let a muthafucka know
Imma stuff a blunt of dro
With a cup of morning Joe
And a slut performing throat
And I trust and swore an oath
Imma be stunting {?} below
Keep it a buck lil bruh a hoe
Go for a slut then dub his bro
And I don't love that bitch
Why the fuck I fuck her for?
And I don't run with that clique
What the fuck Im {?} for?
You niggas love that shit
You niggas up to something bro
I cannot trust to fuck with bro
I am not up for nothin no

{MARCO PLUS}
{Verse}
I try and run up the fuckin dough
Then I fuck your brother's hoe
And then I fucked the other hoe
And then I fuck some other hoe
Fuck it its up and stuck with smoke
Suckas is touching bucks with dough
And if I clutch I bust the show
To let you muthafuckas know
Bitch Im the hottest nigga out
Yeah Im the livest nigga out
Hit mad Hollywood bars
Im the wildest nigga out
Plus I'll Knock a nigga out
Niggas popping like they got it figured out
Until I rob a nigga house
Then I slide up in his spouse
I don't play at all
What's all that hating dog?
Just get that paper dog
Before I send you to satan dog
Because I don't fight fair
When I pop your ass you gon lie there
While I hit your head and shoulders like dry hair
(Nigga)

[BACKSEAT [S]MILES]
{Chorus}
Told a mothafucka back back
I am not ya skin folk
Prying for my info
Tryna wrap my indo
Like the mothafuckin trap back
Eyeing out my window
Rhyming like my kinfolk
I am out of limbo
Told a mothafucka back back
I am not ya skin folk
Prying for my info
Tryna wrap my indo
Like the mothafuckin trap back
Eyeing out my window
Rhyming like my kinfolk
I am out of limbo

{MARCO PLUS}
{Verse}
(Uh), (aye)
I smoke a wood full of that doja before I go to bed
Snakes up in the grass
I had to mow it cut the cobra head
Give a fuck bout a demon
Ain't no more bitch all them folks is dead
I don't wanna kick it with you hoe
I want your hoe instead
Say you a cold killer but you went froze
Its time to blow the lead
I can see it in your soul
Nigga I know you scared
Ain't got no love for you lil hoe
I got you so mislead
I only love them niggas all them knows
And all them folks is dead
Niggas Kriss Kross
And I can see you hate to fake the funk
But im the new Jermaine Dupri
The way I make 'em jump
I blaze a nigga on the street the way I blaze a blunt
I face the runtz and then race you punks to the greatness
I spray the pump in the face
Till the hating fuck ain't abrasive
I ain't the one niggas play with
You make a rut
You can lay in it (nigga)
Pour a '4 in lemonade
[?] I live for days
Im goin Kobe hold the culture
Im scoping shoulders [?]

[BACKSEAT [S]MILES]
{Chorus}
Told a mothafucka back back
I am not ya skin folk
Prying for my info
Tryna wrap my indo
Like the mothafuckin trap back
Eyeing out my window
Rhyming like my kinfolk
I am out of limbo
Told a mothafucka back back
I am not ya skin folk
Prying for my info
Tryna wrap my indo
Like the mothafuckin trap back
Eyeing out my window
Rhyming like my kinfolk
I am out of limbo