Get Back

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Got em ducking when the heat spark ****

You can put me in the water with a sea shark ****

I ain't conversating long so I'm a be short with you

They know I'm thuggin and I hustle like them Detroit ****

I'm independent but I be chasing digits at the same time

**** chasing bitches spending money I'm a save mines

Yeah I hustle but I'm thuggin at the same time

With this pistol on me On a mission like I'm James Bond

I was sitting on my ass I had to pump up

They never notice when a **** on a come up

We get it cheaper fucking with my uncle skeeter

All these fucking pounds of reffa man it's time to get a dump truck

Shit I be really in the mix I had to fall back

Shit you ain't talking about no paper let me call back

I'm switching stations putting it in these **** faces

Why you in these **** faces we ain't really into all that

Shit I be really in the zone that's where we post at

I told Tommy play it smart so we can both flex

When we was grinding now we really out here shining

Man that shit was perfect timing like you looking at a Rolex

I came home and hit the plug like where the dope at

I asked my cousin for the strap so I can tolt that

My bitch she clever but she always being extra

And she doing what I tell her after head I need some more sex

If you a player in the game then let me coach you

These **** rocking fake designer shit is so fu

My **** nitty told me bring at least a

Fifty

When we come to New York City cause we doing what we suppose to

These **** acting like they pac but ain't got no juice

You taking shit I whoop yo ass like I was Goku

I'm bout a dollar Lil Day always in the Prada's

Why you acting like my potner and I don't really even know you

Shit I was hungry for a second now it's dinner time

I'm with the gang I'm drinking Dusse like it's lemon lime

These **** vicious I ain't even trying to kick it

I ain't in these **** business why these motherfuckers into mines

You was in the strip club and you ain't spend a dime

Why you rapping like a thug and you ain't did a crime

Listen boo I like yo swag and plus you hella fine

But you be complaining on my line like we ain't spending time

I be feeling like Mahomes I'm in the field with it

You want a hundred when I'm aiming for a mill ticket

**** fronting like a Mafuckin gangster when you told on yourself silly **** so that's still snitching

Marley Running through the city on some real missions

Put my dick inside yo bitch and make her feel different

**** talking bout some mafuckin

Bread

Put a twenty on yo head silly **** that's a kill difference

It's the get back ****

Mmm it's the get back ****

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**** faking When some shit crack ****

Sneak dissing on the low then try to get back with cha

I be chilling I ain't tripping off of chitchat ****

This for them hating ass **** this the get back ****

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