BACKPACK lyrics

[Intro: Crispy]
Yeah, Lil Crisp
Is that what we're going with? Lil Crisp!
Yup, uh, yah
Oh sh*t, mm alright I’ll stop making noises now

[Verse 1: Crispy]
Smoking on gas (Gas)
She wanted to last (She do!)
Buy me a car (Ooou)
I drive it real fast (Skrrt)
Had me just like Kanye do you see this coat? (Can you see this coat?)
Bought me a damn yacht just to row my boat (Lil Boat, Lil Boat)
I should be a gymnast cause I love to flex (Straight flexing)
Out here f*cking on your sister and your ex (No he didn't)
Cooking like I'm curry sauce go in the pan (Straight splash)
This guy got more dough than the Muffin Man (Lil Relay!)
Ya’ll thought this track was gonna be sh*t
You really did, huh?
You had no faith in me, no faith in your boy, no faith in the bars
I mean I guess you were right, it was pretty sh*t

[Verse 2: Suda]
Yeah!
Tyrone, b*tch
Shut up the shag
If she hot Imma nag
Straight to my feet
Got mad Crypto, no Ball Street
My magnum dong tall like the Nile
Imma f*ck your wife long di*k style
You didn't really do a straight Virginia hand but curry my hoes
Vendiagram
Follow my Instagram
Follow Tyrone
My name Tyrone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oof)
[Verse 3: Soup]
Gucci belt on when I'm f*cking my sister
She don't call me brother, I'm Mr. di*klister
I pack a fat lip and I roll down town
On my green tractor I don't f*ck around
Road kill, road kill, that's what I eat!
And gator pus*y is my favorite treat
That's all I gotta say so I guess this is bye
Yee haw, yee haw, something the rhymes with bye

[Verse 4: Hyper]
Who I break a pimper cause I keep sh*t
Pull up on your block to steal your kid
Drinking all this water to stay hydrated
Missed your mama’s birthday tell her, "Happy belated."
I’m Hyper the Dog
Bark bark bark

[Verse 5: PTesh]
Hittin' up your b*tch, she sending bobs and vagane
Ask her how she feeling say your ex is very mean
Turned your girl’s titties into a milking machine
I like chemistry, Polytetrafluoroethylene
Arrange the marriage, I tell dad to send the goat!
Damn did you know I came this country on a boat!
[Verse 6: Bill di*kinson (Sparkle)]
Yo it's Billy D. and I'm getting bigger, check the figure
Designated hitter
I make a ship a rap feel like a city slicker
That's a kicker b*tches could be thicker
I’m a white boy and I can't say ni-
Wait, wait oh sh*t um someone go next

[Verse 7: Exzd]
Low key I ain't sneak this but still a genius
Most of the time I unpeel my internal sneakiness
But if you diss me and your song I ain't gonna put you in the rap
Imma pull up on your strap, knock your sh*t off of the map
The sneakiness that beef sh*t
That's beef sh*t, that's me sh*t
I pull up on your f*cking block and I swear to God I release it
Better prey to God when the Mome Gang pull up 'cuz of beef sh*t

[Outro: Puffer]
ZD's, aye oh
(Random burps)
It's over, It's actually over
Your career is over
Anything you worked for is over
Don't be a YouTuber
Don't be a Twitch Streamer
Quit School (Bomb has been defused)
Quit getting your f*cking degree and end your f*cking life because it's over
This rap just ended your entire existence, b*tch!