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Sosamann

Backwoods & Water Flow

 

Backwoods & Water Flow

(album: Trap Sauce: The Album - 2019)


Be safe
Oh
Know what I'm saying?
Sosamann in the, huh
(JRag on the beat)
('Bout that bag, man)
Nah, for su-sure
(And the rag, man)
Ayy
Ooh (Ooh)
Yeah (Yeah)
Ayy (Ayy)
Know what I'm saying?
Ooh (Ooh)
Yeah (Yeah)
Hey (Hey, hey)
Know what I'm saying?
Nah, shit, shit
I'ma keep this going running all the way through
Ooh (Ooh)

First of all, let me set something straight, I have just awaked (Huh?)
I'm a beast, you are just a leaf, you just might get raked
Keep a K, seen a opp, made his family dig a grave (Ooh)
Go gorilla, ain't no ape, you see the DK on my face, ayy
Ooh, asked him four times two, he got ate (Pew, pew)
I just seen the narcs, I breaked fast, jumped the gate, ooh (Huh?Yoom)
Ice like water parks, diamonds splash, jumping lakes, ooh (Splash)
Like on Watchdog, make that bitch a frozen case, ayy (Cold)
Ooh, I can't leave the house without the blammer thing (With the blammer thing)
Every day in LA, yeah, we jamming like new hammer thing (Huh? For real)
Walked up in the place, seen a opp, he start panicking
Had it on my waist, he ain't move like a mannequin (What?)
Ooh, at the trap place, let no cameras in (Oh, no)
I can't tell our moves 'cause the feds might try to run on in (Huh?)
Teach him like a school, he my son, I'm his parent then (Ooh)
Run him off the stage while he perform but I ain't no sandman (No)
Ayy (Ayy), lil' bih' ass on OMG (Oh my God)
I'm with wolf pack and four eaters on the Mexican beach (Olé)
I got bad bih' mamacita and she feeding me
I'm a big dog, so you know I be oversea
Ayy, yeah, ooh, be oversea
I done seen a snake, killed the fake, put him on my feet
You dabbing for bait, ain't no rat but I keep that cheese
Ain't worried 'bout no crazy because we strapped up with that ovary, grrt (Grrt)

Nah, for sure
Nah, for su-sure (Poof)
Oh, yeah, really lit, yeah, I really keep this shit, uh-huh
I done had to God damn get water, then (JRag on the beat)
Enough Backwoods, huh, for su-sure
He say, ooh

I told the bih' that she fine
Took her to my home then I jumped right behind
Big girl, had me some chicken, some fries
These the Diors, hell nah, nigga, don't do the FILAs
I'm a big dog, no canine
I ain't hear shit, they be coming through the fake vine
I just beat a case and I got no time
I'ma get money then put that lil' shit on rewind, ooh
I'ma sip drank, no ethanol
Bih' passing out like she did Par-fentanyl
Nigga making cash before rap, check my catalogue
Up all night like I took me a Adderall
Don't smoke regular
Plug hit the cellular
Told me he had a brick in the box, color Manila
Told him, "One minute, let a nigga check the schedule"
Damn, I gotta go meet with the bih' down in Canada
Ooh, now I'm in Toronto
Higher then a penthouse, sitting in the condo'
Came from the jungle, no Congo
And the bih' ate on the dick like a lunch bowl
Told her bring the cash, do it pronto
I'ma splash in the Dior poncho
Knock him out, I don't do the Royal Rumble
Nigga ran with the pack and never did fumble, ooh
Sitting in the trap, eating shrimp fried rice
And that bih' rolling like new set of baby dice
Had me a lick and that boy, he wasn't acting right
Nigga, he try me, I send him to paradise
Lil' mama, she suck like a parasite
On my wood just like a termite
Diamonds shine like light
And, no, I don't hang with no mice
I just want the money, that's my only appetite, ayy
I was down and out but I came real far
Nigga throw the pack, yeah, I'm feeling like Brett Favre
If you don't eat it, so must let you starve
I'm a big shot just like Charles
Walk on the stage, get applause
I pulled some strings like I play the guitar
I remember taking off on cop cars
One thing for sure, I'ma make the lil' bitch stay on her job, ayy

Stay on your job
Ayy, bitch, stay on your
No, I'll stop
Oh, for su-sure
Let me hit

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