Get Back
Yeah, yeah
Get back, get back, get back
Get back, get back, get back, now
Get back, now, get back (Aye)
Most and Watson, in this bitch, gettin' lit, now
Ima' let it all, go out
Yeah, yeah
Get back, you ain't really 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Yeah, I remember, I was down
I was sleepin', on the ground
I was lost, she was found
Everything, turned around
Now, this bitch, want my soul
Remember, I was broke
She said, I was a joke
Now, she wanna' deep throat
Now, she sing, all my notes
She, tell me, how I go
She, love the way, I do, yeah
She, love the way, I do
She, runnin', back to me
She, want my bag, from me
She, always act, funny
Can't take, my bag from me, nah
Get back, you ain't never really, did that
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Spits facts, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, you ain't really, bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Ima' let it all, blow out
I ain't gotta', flex, to show out
I don't really ever, go out
but I bet, they knowin', Most, now
They know, what I've been on
Keep a few tricks, up my sleeve
Keep on, pushing out, these songs
Only Watson, more consistent, than me
Hear you talking, all that shit
Bitch, you losing me
You could, take my flow, but you ain't, doing me
I ain't spending, all this cash, on the jewlery
Yeah, they wish, they could, but they ain't, doing me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Now, they talking, like they know me
Double digits, like I'm, Kobe
Took the sound, now, you owe me
But I ain't trippin', that's the old me
Now, all our music, goes
Yeah, you best be, taking notes
Only few, up at my shows
Now, I'm on bitch, I'm in my mode
Get back, I ain't really, with that chit chat
Get that, but I never really, spend that
Flip packs, homie, this ain't nothin', new to me
Flip packs, homie, this ain't nothin', new to me
Real talk, dog, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big facts, you ain't really even, cool with me
Spending all yo' money, on the fuckin' jewelry
Dog, I swear, you really lookin' like a fool, to me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, get back, get back, get back
Get back, get back, get back, now
Get back, now, get back
Yeah, oh woah
'Lil bitch, know shit like, Ooh
I don't really, know you, no more
I don't really, know you, no more
i don't really, know you, no more
Yeah, maybe
Maybe, it's you, yeah
Maybe, it's me, yeah
Daily i do, yeah
Get back, get back, get back
Get back, get back, get back, now
Get back, now, get back (Aye)
Most and Watson, in this bitch, gettin' lit, now
Ima' let it all, go out
Yeah, yeah
Get back, you ain't really 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Yeah, I remember, I was down
I was sleepin', on the ground
I was lost, she was found
Everything, turned around
Now, this bitch, want my soul
Remember, I was broke
She said, I was a joke
Now, she wanna' deep throat
Now, she sing, all my notes
She, tell me, how I go
She, love the way, I do, yeah
She, love the way, I do
She, runnin', back to me
She, want my bag, from me
She, always act, funny
Can't take, my bag from me, nah
Get back, you ain't never really, did that
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Spits facts, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, you ain't really, bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Ima' let it all, blow out
I ain't gotta', flex, to show out
I don't really ever, go out
but I bet, they knowin', Most, now
They know, what I've been on
Keep a few tricks, up my sleeve
Keep on, pushing out, these songs
Only Watson, more consistent, than me
Hear you talking, all that shit
Bitch, you losing me
You could, take my flow, but you ain't, doing me
I ain't spending, all this cash, on the jewlery
Yeah, they wish, they could, but they ain't, doing me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Now, they talking, like they know me
Double digits, like I'm, Kobe
Took the sound, now, you owe me
But I ain't trippin', that's the old me
Now, all our music, goes
Yeah, you best be, taking notes
Only few, up at my shows
Now, I'm on bitch, I'm in my mode
Get back, I ain't really, with that chit chat
Get that, but I never really, spend that
Flip packs, homie, this ain't nothin', new to me
Flip packs, homie, this ain't nothin', new to me
Real talk, dog, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big facts, you ain't really even, cool with me
Spending all yo' money, on the fuckin' jewelry
Dog, I swear, you really lookin' like a fool, to me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, you ain't really, 'bout that, chit chat
Spit facts, you ain't never really, did that
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Big stacks, homie, this ain't nothing, new to me
Get back, get back, get back, get back
Get back, get back, get back, now
Get back, now, get back
Yeah, oh woah
'Lil bitch, know shit like, Ooh
I don't really, know you, no more
I don't really, know you, no more
i don't really, know you, no more
Yeah, maybe
Maybe, it's you, yeah
Maybe, it's me, yeah
Daily i do, yeah
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Writer(s): Matthew Romero
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