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lirik lagu tiacorine & jid - backyard

[intro: tiacorine]
yeah
tiacorine
on god

[verse 1: tiacorine]
ridin’ with a whole p (skrr)
trappin’ out a four~seat
money you gon’ show me (where?)
get that b~tch together, we can stomp her but that’s od
grip with the whip, front and center of the stovie (whoop)
mix match the n~gga, you is not my one and only (b~tch)
posey (huh)
clip for any b~tch who gettin’ nosey (brr)
fresh out of school, crack my back to zack and cody (yeah)
now i call him broadie
baby boy be cryin’, now he jody (moan)
thanksgiving p~ssy maccaroni (yes)
deep voice, tony (ooh) b~tch got groove like an og (d~mn)
lil’ thick b~tch, booty pony (d~mn)
cream on that n~gga sauce top of rigatoni (f~ck)

[chorus: tiacorine & jid]
stack hard
we ain’t even gotta act hard
b~tch, think she hittin’ but she shootin’ with a bad guard
b~tch, i’m the sh~t like some dogs up in the backyard
ain’t cryin’ over n~ggas with no black card
big sh~t, f~ck, put it in my b~tt
h~ll yeah, man, that’s why i’m thick as f~ck
i’m a nasty lil’ ho, i turn that n~gga to a sl~t
back me up, where my n~ggas who gon’ keep it real as f~ck?
ooh, ooh
b~tch n~gga gonna eat this p~ssy all night (uh)
ooh, ooh (woah, sh~t, woah, look, look at this)
i’ma turn his moan into a sound bite (woah, sh~t)
[verse 2: jid]
i’ma turn this motherf~cker to a flood
i’m in this b~tch, i’m with my brother
i brought a stick and it go strrr
i ain’t stutter, i got stamina
i stand up in this bih, i’m like the governor in atlanta
put a planet on my wrist, she made a puddle in the passenger
pass another spliff and ghost the whip
we goin’ casper road trips
zach galifianakis, i might blow a gasket if they slip
let it blast, the whole clip
get a pastor, tell him jid be livin’ fast until the casket dip
if i ain’t out here steerin’ sh~t, might as well abandon ship
no panickin’, you know i know the game, i wrote the m~n~script
handlin’ biz’, hand on the booty of your b~tch
in the hoodie the blower, but i don’t know hootie and the blowfish
i do the mostest, i l!ck the cl~t, i had to focus
i give her the dope d~ck, she takin’ it home, she think it’s a trophy
she act like a dope fiend, she back on my door, sendin’ emojis
when i look at my phone screen, she strikin’ a pose, removing her clothing and i—

[chorus: jid & tiacorine]
okay, big sh~t, wait
put it in my face, i like her taste
i’m finna take a dip into the lake
she wanna link
makin’ her cum in a blink
two in the pink, one in the— ah
we f~ckin’ the same hoes, n~gga, jinx
it’s out of control, i’m doin’ my thing
big sh~t, f~ck, put it in my b~tt
h~ll yeah, man, that’s why i’m thick as f~ck
i’m a nasty lil’ ho, i turn that n~gga to a sl~t
back me up, where my n~ggas who gon’ keep it real as f~ck?
ooh, ooh (woah, sh~t, woah, sh~t, woah)
b~tch n~gga gonna eat this p~ssy all night (uh)
ooh, ooh (woah, sh~t, woah, sh~t, woah)
i’ma turn his moan into a sound bite
[verse 3: tiacorine]
phone call, i’m declinin’, perfect timin’, let my wrist talk (huh)
somewhere on an island, dirty whinin’ with my pistol (grrt)
believe in me, they see it, i’m like rock that turned to crystal (okay)
lamborghini limbo, lil shorty quick to get low (oh, yeah)
p~ssy look like tonka, it’s a monster, gotta feed the beast (ooh~ooh)
f~ckin’ with my partner, turn the sauna, you gon’ feel the heat (ooh~ooh)
know they gon’ repeat it, know you seen it, just remember me
i’m colder than some snow, like prostitute in street with baby tee
i’m sunday fresh, easter pink, n~gga cuban, finna link
when in synch, if he eat it good, i might just let him beat (mwah, mwah)
rip to broke n~ggas, shorty, that sh~t dead to me
jealousy, toe to toe, they can’t so they avoidin’ me (d~mn)

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