Sap - Backpack, Backpack lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

I put flash in your sistem

I rock dope grounds on my way

Like no ice cubes in my liqore

I’m a shit like every day

I might be up in your sistem

Might make you feel types of ways

But if you don’t sold my issue

That will be the day

(Verse)

I kick the door first on the currency

From the piano to the door

I build this shit from the floor

This haters watchin’ this flow

This haters watchin from the floor

I’m takin’ it and we ain’t never be

Only listen this tourist, this funny, the only balls

I do this for the fun dog, no hunt dog

And every single bitch she come from, she want on

Delusion, ue to be fullest, I was young thou, but now I know

You catch it with the flam dog, watchin’ all off u

And me stuk in, stuck here and wise gettin’ imaculate

I’m stuck on this rp shit but I’m backin up

I’m tappin’ to the masive and I’m back and wish

To snap, you get slap for some actin’ shit

Boy don’t make me make that phone call

It only take a budget from a label to clone y’all

I finally found out all these niggas is so lost

You know they finna run it back as soon as this song off (I told y’all)

(Hook)

(Verse)

Ok, me and sap we bad but jigging on the trap

Got the James here on top

When we snap we just rape up and get all of us

We just ________(?)

Leavin’ every room and the shevel

And leavin every room and the place

So get shevel

Like the Tasmanian Devil, escape this cage and get the metal

Make a break for the canal and start as quick as ________(?)

And get ready at your face right with a shevel

That was complicated

But what I basicly stay for

They can’t believe how dope he is,

I leave you up, up and go fire with every silly boy

But you brockin’ all, ain’t brackin’ wips

Other rappers close and lead and if I go there

I’ll open and fade it doses

Just to know it’s gettin’ dope

But just hold it quick, I’m way too close

Its just unapropiate since I first learn that hold my dick and stick my midle fingers up to the older kids

I’m fuckin’ nuts

Fuck they shit up in my truck nd still don’t give a fuck

(Hook)

(Verse)

Who got the keys to the motherfucker?

I’m too drunk to drive, I give up, I’m high

I’m so real shit, I want so more of it

But dog I want some more weed

But also real shit, dog I think she want some ore dick

And she put the class up in the _____(?) like a curvet

Sy I ain’t even got time but we on next

Started with back pack, maybe up in highschool

Way before the I Tunes, the boom flow, wide too

I lose, met tha bitch and have it too

Surely was a hippy girl, pite up in the back pack

Fine dipin’ that happy

I’m the new fat abstract

You snitchin’ in the buuf so I called you live raps

The North to the South like fuckin’ madness

Been textin’ nigga like a man have battle

Got you up like rabia, life like ________(?)

___________________(?)

Still rock on white T

Bobby so hi Fy

Break your whole word up like mutherfucker hi 5

Feel it for the south side

Kick you the old school, floor to you ice been

Rhymes in the back pack

Back pack rhymin’

Hearin’ mutherfucker with the timin’, timin’

(Hook)