**Come Along**

From The Gutter

P4 ( ft baxxtone)

LYRICS 

Part I 

[Hook] 
I'm playing a role don't give me a backseat
We Pelagic
We fuck, I'm black I'm back on my black sheep, tax free
Quite, You staining my white T, can't eat
I can see clearer now, rocking my pearls we pearling up
Fuck in the back- 
Backseat 
Backseat
I'm playing a role don't give me a backseat
We Pelagic
We fuck, I'm black I'm back on my black sheep, tax free
Quite, You staining my white T, can't eat
I can see clearer now, rocking my pearls we pearling up
Fuck in the backseat
Backseat 
Backseat
 
[Verse 1]
I'm skating on flows I bake hol up
SWIFT, I'm Taylor made you fabricated tearing up 
Flow so icy make you feel like I'm in 
Canada
Fight me, how can't you tell that counting up  counting shit
Counterfeit numbers you adding up
Beating it up till I get enough
Got thoughts in a backseat, I don't mean a hoe
Back in the bus they be packing dope in the coat
Scrabbling up them white boys on the road
Leave you laid up on the floor, want some more? 
Bitch you blocking my view
No shit, you got the huns I'm in it too
Euclidean I got nothing proof
I'm throwing my hands if you step on my shoe
I do it better when im in the booth

[Refrain] 
It's leather man fabric
I got water on me we pelagic

[Hook] 
I'm playing a role don't give me a backseat
We Pelagic
We fuck, I'm black I'm back on my black sheep, tax free
Quite, You staining my white T, can't eat
I can see clearer now, rocking my pearls we pearling up
Fuck in the back- 
Backseat 
Backseat
I'm playing a role don't give me a backseat
We Pelagic
We fuck, I'm black I'm back on my black sheep, tax free
Quite, You staining my white T, can't eat
I can see clearer now, rocking my pearls we pearling up
Fuck in the backseat
Backseat 
Backseat

[Verse 2]
I'm on a balcony feeling like Frank(Anne Frank) 
Spitting right over the beat 
Get outta my seat don't be leaving your stench
I never fold like a plank I'm really that dude
I got my girl and she feeling me too
She too wet and be I thinking I sank
I'm walking my- I don't be sagging my pants
Calling dips on the last row 
Head out the window
Back in taxi, thinking I'm weird though
Beakseat uh
Bopping my head to the bass, we trapping
Niggas are high in the bitch, we rapping
I cannot sit when I'm lit, I'm spazzing
Passing passerbys shit, they joining
Nigga want silence and shit, he driving
We cannot we cannot-

Testing

Part II
[Verse: Testing] 
Pass me the mic
Rapping, I'm fantastic, fanatic you might
Get outta line, pace in the light
Gat in the light
Be meager street in our sight
Click clack- (gun shot) ending your life
Back as a kid I would sit on the seat by window
Back in the last row she woulda please me hit raw
Arcade shit, cashing it out
Pass me the mic
Punch like I'm Mike
Hittng over the night 
Not in my peripheral Facts I be right
Getting my point, toss you a spike
Tiking you off, Nike shit 
Bad on this shit
Back and that's it
Jotting it all, fill up a pit
Shit I'm the kid 
I got the kit
Screw you, shit that i did
Make you think that I'm grown as shit
Pass me the mic 
Gotta blink, see shit different
Never think I won't cop a brick
Do it quick cause on a brink
I'm the shit cause I pour up ink
Make you sink in my flow in the zink(Zn)
And my words sync
When I put it in she gon flinch
Gotta link, when I leave she gon wink
Song tink, hold on tight I see a kink
Pass me the mic

Testing

#new #trap #getmoreplays #SoundCloud 

BackseaT/Testing [prod. Scorpio]

I enjoyed making this project. A huge thanks to all the producers and artists who were a part of this amazing body of work. Hope u enjoy

P.S. DON'T SHUFFLE MY SHIT. LISTEN ACCORDINGLY🤣

Hearing Me

RIDE BACK (fuccteekay) p* INNANET JUNKIE

Composed and Produced by Tunga and JODDY
MIXED AND MASTERED BY REDEEMSTUDIOS

LYRICS
Black black black black black
Man I hate the popo

Part I
[Verse 1] 
If you a goat, then I know alot about you I'm synonymous to Franklin Finbar
Never had to take no day off I don't switch off
I keep a closed circuit, bouyant flows current reading on the ammeter 
Close circle, green amber in my radius name a competitor
My skin iridescent and I got my phone on dark mode, I'm the living Donda art cover
Told your ass leave my county if you ain't black as the night before I'm from the gutter
Black skin I absorbed all the heat I know you heed my glow
Seven stars on my dragon ball, in Mick's words all you niggas really ain't Piccalo 
Paradigmatic Goku when I jot
I'm going blue soon, I'm the clue you never got
She playing hard to get/gat but really on hip alot 
Love it when I come around, woolley woop her clit out 
Fuck you niggas talk about

[Chorus] 
I love my lady feel remoted without her control
I'm that black black black(complexion) 
Black black black(die soon) 
looking good in a coffin

[Verse 2] 
No brittle bones but I break a laugh, see you niggas claim who you not to be
ALL your anecdotes are fallacies
You got pride I can see it in your dorsal root ganglion honestly
And practically, part of this butchery, partially my propensity, pack a gat in my gayety
And If I die today, tell my momma I lived happily 
I bet I won't if it toe to toe with these phony niggas I can't stand your persona really
Fuck a dart, I get my point to fly with across with no effort, I'm the only Yando
I dance with stars, ain't no guardian to do like I do
When I leave, my lady tell me bring it on home to me another Saturday like I'm Sam Cooke
Lay her off for the day, play my music when I fuck her 'fore we pass foreplay 
Days not numbered but we sat all dates
Pass the guitar, I'm in tune with universe
My mind out the box, I'm really not from this earth
And they tell me don't be complex for your audience
It's hard not to be, I jot with conscientiousness
Gunpowder Milkshake sweet shots causing cavities
I laced that shit, it get your tongue tied
On that degree, ima too inclined
You can't get another me, ain't no isoceles on straight lines 
Her ass flat I give her 2D on dinner nights
I see you smart over your loss cause of the boy
It's jus the start, don't startled when they call me Floyd
It's more than hooks
I'm more Jesus, if you walk with me on this water wave and you check your feet then you drowning alll

[Chorus] 
I love my lady feel remoted without her control
I'm that black black black(complexion)
Black black black(die soon)
Look good in a coffin

Part II
Shady tomfoolery killing me, what my mama say in agony 
Disappointment it had to be
Gunpowder Milkshake, we too laid on the floor 
We do great, cool aid with our flaws
We don't brake, we break all your doors
Tell me where you get it , oh you that dwag


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