GAME (feat. YOUNG JERALD MONEY MAKER)
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
What would I do with my soul
What would I do if I ruled the world
I ain't yet sold all my soul don't have no control over me
Now you get popped, you get rolled
I stuck to the mob way before all of this
Swear we came up in Juvie play with us, you blown
Lotta them broke
Ought to know they just a joke
Ought to know they just a joke
Wearing all black like a killer
Got them all hyped up like thriller
Got a little bit of turbulence hit 'em with a confetti
But really better tell them they'll prolly get sold
Look at how dead they look with my draco
All this shit was in the past you should have said so
If another bit of bitter type of tidal wave hits my head
I swear Ima finna throw 'em a memento
Ah man
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Credit cards i got decks
Riding in a yacht with decks
Cash in my wallet, no cheques
Paid all my loans, no debts
Clean shot never miss
New Jordans never crease
Pocket no coins, just keys
Bought every house on lease
Watching a movie like mission impossible
That shit ain't nice if its inaudible
Accomplish your mission
That shit applaudable don't need no reward I make it affordable
Feeling like DaBaby in a convertible
You blind but that shit still noticeable
No need no jet, I walk on water David Blaine all the way
Man I'm phenomenal
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
What would I do with my soul
What would I do if I ruled the world
I ain't yet sold all my soul don't have no control over me
Now you get popped, you get rolled
I stuck to the mob way before all of this
Swear we came up in Juvie play with us, you blown
Lotta them broke
Ought to know they just a joke
Ought to know they just a joke
Wearing all black like a killer
Got them all hyped up like thriller
Got a little bit of turbulence hit 'em with a confetti
But really better tell them they'll prolly get sold
Look at how dead they look with my draco
All this shit was in the past you should have said so
If another bit of bitter type of tidal wave hits my head
I swear Ima finna throw 'em a memento
Ah man
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Credit cards i got decks
Riding in a yacht with decks
Cash in my wallet, no cheques
Paid all my loans, no debts
Clean shot never miss
New Jordans never crease
Pocket no coins, just keys
Bought every house on lease
Watching a movie like mission impossible
That shit ain't nice if its inaudible
Accomplish your mission
That shit applaudable don't need no reward I make it affordable
Feeling like DaBaby in a convertible
You blind but that shit still noticeable
No need no jet, I walk on water David Blaine all the way
Man I'm phenomenal
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Uh get 'em back, get 'em back
Back on back, ain't no slack
I grab a gat, get attacked
I finna stack, I get 'em bags
Get 'em racks
Bitch I'm back on track
Bitch I'm black on black
Credits
Writer(s): Zion Tan
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