lirik lagu lil skelza & 38 munch - backdoor olympics
[verse: lil skelza]
backdoor open, we creepin with pipes—(what?)
a opp at the door, he losin his life—(boom boom!)
p~ss on his grave, then nut on his wife
twelve years old with a draco, i’m not right
taggin his toe, we slid out a uber
glock on my lap, i ain’t tuckin no ruger—(never that!)
munch got a chop, he sing like a tuba
i’m cutthroat, i put yo mama on hooter
don’t give a f~ck if you family, b~tch
auntie got smacked with the back of the stick—(stupid ho!)
drum got a switch, it glitch like twitch
tried to run home, got hit by a brick
i’m laughin at bodies like comedy skits
catch him in traffic, we makin it flip
i walk with a limp from the weight of the bl!ck
y’all internet steppers, i’m active and lit
f~ck a diss track, i diss with the stick—(blat blat!)
slid to his cousin’s with gloves and a wig
i’m on bullsh~t, don’t care if i’m twelve
i still shot the pastor, he talkin ’bout h~ll
don’t pray for me, ho, i’m cursed and i’m cold
put a pipe in my diaper, i’m blastin in strollers
i’m bangin the set like it’s pre~k folders
he reach for a dap and i gave him a toaster—(pow!)
he tryna run, i chased like posters
left his ass stiff, he stuck in a yoga—(folded!)
i p~ss on the opps like i failed potty training
bro mom said stop but i told her i’m banging
we shoot at the sky just to test out the aiming
his shirt red like he love power rangers
lil ho on my d~ck but i don’t want the b~tch
rather get topped in a stolen crown vic
i’m f~cked in the head and i stand by the sh~t
you better not blink when i up with the clip
put his ass on a shirt with a “r.i.p.”
but he ain’t die, we gon’ slide ’til he be—(boom boom!)
i’m dumpin at kids, i’m worse than the flu
step on a opp like he steppin in p~~p
got a .22, it fit in my shoe
you think i’m a joke, come find out the truth
lil munch in the back yellin “hit him again!”
so i shot his legs and i shot at his friend—(dumb ass!)
we double back, spinnin like rims
shoot at his daddy, he drown in the gym
[verse: 38 munch]
b~tch i’m a gremlin, i slide with a grin—(heh!)
i’m twelve but i shoot like a grown~ass man
pop out the closet, it look like a scam
put a switch on a stick like i’m tweakin on xans
catch me a opp, he chokin on lead
he textin his mama while bleedin and dead—(d~mn!)
i walk with a k like i’m marchin with feds
pop at his cousin, then shoot off his dreads
n~gga said smoke, i gave him a pack
put holes in his hoodie like it got attacked
his mama was cryin, i laughed and i clapped
they call me 38 ‘cause i’m small and i snap
i p~ssed on his porch, then knocked on the door
told him come out if he ready for war—(boom!)
he opened his mouth and got shot in the core
now he drinkin through straws at the corner store
i’m psycho as f~ck, don’t play with my name
i burnt down his church, then p~ssed in the flame
opp in the bushes got sniped in the brain
we step like roaches, we stomp through the rain
that’s not yo whip, that’s a rental from hertz
i slide with my b~tch, she keep guns in her purse—(brrt!)
she shot at his face, now he stuck in reverse
i kiss on her lips while she reloadin first
i’m evil, b~tch, don’t care who you know
your daddy a opp, he dyin fo’ sho
shoot up his job, he moppin the floor
now they need chalk, we left him a note
we talkin in code, i’m “deliverin pizza”
really i’m dumpin, i’m k!llin yo teacher
my shooter got rage like he stuck in a freezer
he mad as f~ck and he clap like speakers—(blaka blaka!)
you twelve and soft, i’m twelve and wicked
i put cyanide in my princ~p~l’s biscuits
we don’t do pranks, we real with the mischief
bodies got tagged like notes on pinterest
i trap outta daycare, servin to moms
they givin me sippy cups full of the bombs—(glurp!)
i’m way too gone, b~tch i’m spinnin in thongs
pop out in crocs and get drilled with no songs
ain’t got no soul, just bodies and sticks
we still in the projects but floodin with bl!cks
i shot at his kneecap, now he can’t kick
and i’m still in 6th grade with a .30 and bricks
now skelza said “slide,” so i’m leavin the crib
mama said “no,” but i’m slidin again—(bye ho!)
i’m wild and i’m evil, i’m built to go spin
this a backdoor olympics, we trained to win
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