Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jeremiah Sharma
Songwriter:in
Godwin Urdas
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Yeah yeah, Jayj on the mic bitch
She be runnin' with a boss, she don't know that
Everybody talk but they don't want that blowback
She be blowing me yeah, her man don't know that
Imma keep it lowkey until he gets his hoe back
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Yeah you won't, yeah you won't bitch
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Yeah you won't, yeah you won't
The way you look, the way you talk
You got me fucked up, I might outline your body in chalk
The way you're shook, the way you lost
I got your bitch up in my room and she giving me top ha!
It's funny you could never try me
Paint my name as a villain, ha
Yeah I might be
If you ever wanna settle shit, you should write me
But now I got your chick
If you want her, you should find me
I got her damn addicted
What the fuck went in her last night
I should prolly fucking tell you
A dick did
It took one week, one drink
One-night stands, is the shit that I predicted
I'll just hide her
She not talking so I'll let you know I piped her
She in love with how I ghost it excites her
She saying "Let me ride ya"
You could call me Ghostrider motherfucker
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Yeah you won't, yeah you won't bitch
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Yeah you won't, yeah you won't
Man I been tryna get her back but I won't
Man prolly cause I'm lazy or I'm too stoned
Grab the phone, hear it ring, didn't answer
Guess she didn't wanna link up, she a Casper
Really thought I'll be the one who got to do that
Calculated in my mind like I do math
Even tho she flat, still imma hit that
Only from the back cause she prolly need some tic tacs
Looking good, looking fresh
But her breathe stank
The way she talk real pretty but the mood sank
Her moans real hot, tryna cum fast
If I stay here too long, I'll need a gas mask
Get low, get low
I ain't tryna kiss bitch just blow!
Go fast now, go slow
Got my dick smellin' like an asshole
But I thought about it
I know that she a thot so like forget about it
Prolly busy getting all the dick sucked
All free not earning any big bucks
Shits tough
Wait hold up G.I.N
We do it how it is
The second we spittin'
We instantly just bag a bitch
Leave em' in a ditch
The second they getting this
Ain't about to go and settle down
With buncha little kids
Give me one moment, let's just run it back
Remember when I would take one and shit on the map
Now we got a pile of crap we call tracks
Never think that we'd be doing this and all that
Now bring it back ayy!
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Yeah you won't, yeah you won't bitch
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Get her back motherfucker, yeah you won't
Yeah you won't, yeah you won't
Jayj been up on the mic bitch, yeah what what?
Huh! okay, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
1, 2, 3 let's go!
Written by: Godwin Urdas, Jeremiah Sharma