BackOut Lyrics – Deinelinus

BackOut Lyrics by Deinelinus

I’m bout’ my cash ain’t no playin’ I’m getting it
I get the bag, and I spend it on Vetements
I’m on my grind and I’m pushing my element
Draco go off like it got an impediment

f#ck what you think bruh
And f#ck what you heard
I be sippin’ on drink
I get high like a bird

I be drippin’ designer
I ain’t never get thirst
Hakuna Matata
You finna get murked

Ay ay no AK I placate
Stack K’s then I go and vacate
They say I’ve been going mayday
Maybe I’m just f#cking lazy

Maybe I got bankrolls hidden in the seats of my Mercedes
Maybe I don’t f#ck with all these thots is cause they just don’t want babies
Back out
Back out

f#cking this b#tch from the spot
And you know that I do it till’ blackout
I’m running this sh#t
Competition is nothing

Can do it in my sleep
And they call me a cash cow
f#ck all of this
Shoot and duck all of this

Man these snitches be getting away with the cash now
It’s funny to think
How you holding it down like a solder
Get sh#t on by b#tches It’s sad now

I’m taking no breaks
And I’m getting real hype
I be spitting the lyrics so fast in a minute
And b#tches keep talking about me

I’m trending in all of the topics
You better admit it
They calling me nerd
Cause’ I’m so good at math

I be counting it up I be counting my digits
I’m very ambitious
They calling me vicious
My girl gave me top and she says it’s delicious

You know that these N
They f#ck with the vision
This is the new evolution
You’re riding attendant

Before couldn’t buy it
And now I be spending
And no one believed it
I still f#cking sent it

This is a motive
I got no incentive
You know that I’m chopping it up
This a clinic

Do it
I give zero f#cks to the critics
Cause’ I’m doing me
And the sky is the limit

Stinging the beat with the venomous flow
Succubus b#tches they venomous hoes
Nice, but they down
That’s a generous low

And they don’t understand
That the sentiment’s slow
And she f#cked on my bro
And she f#cked him some more

Shawty with the whole crew
You can call her a hoe
Changing my flows like the days in a week
Copying others

They copying me
Never switch up on my brothers
For nobody other
These b#tches belong to the streets

Recently started
That’s hard to believe
sh#t that I do is so hard to achieve
Flow switching up

And you getting deceived
And they jacking my style
So I’m calling them thieves
Robbers clutching they hands

On the chopper no steady hands
They moving like bees
Knees
R.I.P. Kobe and Juice WRLD

f#ck anyone disrespecting the deceased
See
I am the king no denying
Playing my sh#t from the north to the south

M9 to feature the track
So you know it’s a banger
You know what we bout
I’m bout’ my cash ain’t no playin’ I’m getting it

I get the bag, and I spend it on Vetements
I’m on my grind and I’m pushing my element
Draco go off like it got an impediment
f#ck what you think bruh

And f#ck what you heard
I be sippin’ on drink
I get high like a bird
I be drippin’ designer

I ain’t never get thirst
Hakuna Matata
You finna get murked
Ay ay no AK I placate

Stack K’s then I go and vacate
They say I’ve been going mayday
Maybe I’m just f#cking lazy
Maybe I got bankrolls hidden in the seats of my Mercedes

Maybe I don’t f#ck with all these thots is cause they just don’t want babies
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Deinelinus Lyrics – BackOut

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