Vídeo musical

YTB FATT- Get Back (Official Video)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
YTB Fatt
YTB Fatt
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cavon Paige
Cavon Paige
Songwriter:in
Tony2loud
Tony2loud
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tony2loud
Tony2loud
Produzent:in
Koen Heldens
Koen Heldens
Mischtechniker:in, 3D-Audio

Letras

[Chorus]
Woo, that get back a motherfucker (**** know what's goin' on)
Yeah, ****, that get back a motherfucker (Frrt, frrt)
That get back a motherfucker (**** better duck, ****)
That get back a motherfucker
[Verse 1]
Can't give these **** advice on how to kill 'cause they don't listen to nothin'
**** be Macho Man and Hulk as hell 'til you hop out with that button
I ain't givin' these **** advice on shit but how to go to church on Sunday
Fuckin' off so much cheese, give my young **** ten just to hit you in the stomach
Just told my ****, "I'll give you another ten, leave his shit lookin' like lasagna"
"Fatt don't never be in his hood," what you mean? I was just there this Sunday
**** it's too much shit going on, if it's two dollars, ****, pay me my money
Back to the 'jects, just me, Traphouse, Band, Wizza, Joe, Jugg, BagHari (Loaf Boyz)
****, this shit the largest
Opps can't keep up, I'm in New York at the Bread Gang dinner, eating shrimps with Gotti
Long as I feed my fam' off music, ****, fuck being the hottest
If I get booked for a show in my city, on GG, it's switches in the party
I don't think my city can afford me right now, it's 10K for parties
Even though he finna get out, I'ma say it again, ****, "Free Marley"
We the ones got this started, Westside first **** in the city Glocks in the party
The smoke got real, Bagg wanted me in LA Saturday, I was in the hood with two carbons
[Chorus]
Woo (Yeah), that get back a motherfucker (**** know what's going on, ****, hrrt)
Yeah, ****, that get back a motherfucker (Frrt, frrt, frrt)
That get back a motherfucker (**** can't run from these, frrt)
That get back a motherfucker (Frrt)
[Verse 2]
It's really been too long, they should've been handled before my deal
Could've put sixty-thousand on a **** biscuit, but my uncle told me, "Chill"
I said, "Unc', you right, I'ma just book this flight and get back in the field"
Lace my shoes and grab my fire and show these **** I'm for real
Know my life can change in a second, gotta watch where I chill
Gotta watch what I say, what I post, these **** snitches for real
In my city, that jail ain't it, you fuck up, ****, that'll be your new crib
****, this shit Bread Gang, I'm making my bond, I don't give a fuck if it's a mill'
In a suspicious car, I'm shootin' a fully automatic through the back windshield
Really ain't got no time to be lettin' the window down, ****, just cover up your ears
****, this shit so deep, I can't show some of my **** my mama new crib
****, this shit so deep, my big brother showin' me some of his murder skills
[Chorus]
Woo (Yeah), ****, that get back a motherfucker (**** know what's going on, ****, hrrt)
Yeah, ****, that get back a motherfucker (Frrt, frrt, frrt)
That get back a motherfucker (**** can't run from these, frrt)
That get back a motherfucker (Frrt)
Written by: YTB Fatt
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