Get Away

I just sold 2 bricks
But I aint rich yet
Got jewels on me now
Santana
Like I'm dipset

She say my presence is a present
Yeah I'm so gifted
Got the weight off the truck
Had to forklift it

Had to use the forklift
And my guns got more clips
All my niggas got fortunes
Money is the motive

All my bros in motion
All my hoes extort shit
Remy is my potion

Keep yo gun in yo bag
Ain't no way you a street nigga
My first shoot out
Was with the police nigga

Get away
Get away
Get away

Get away
Get away
Get away

One shot you dead
Covid 19 nigga
Slaughter first time
Then it ain't no beef nigga

Get away
Get away
Get away

Get away
Get away
Get away

Tell the hoe stop looking, she ugly
Pour me a cup I'm muddy
Got too much shade, I'm sunny
All my clientele nose runny

Got bullets on my belt I'm gunning
Nigga never catch me running
What the fuck am I supposed to say
When I made a hundred k just today

When I met her yeah I told her she can skate
Shawty swing my way
She my ocean I'm the wave
Ain't in the game but made a play

And it came with a big bag
Yeah, yeah
And my gun go click clack
Yeah, yeah
Break the crack like a kit-kat
Yeah, yeah
Break the brick into nick sacks
Yeah, yeah

If it's get then it's get back
Yeah, yeah
Drop a 28 and get back
28

Keep yo gun in yo bag
Ain't no way you a street nigga
My first shoot out
Was with the police nigga

Get away
Get away
Get away

Get away
Get away
Get away

One shot you dead
Covid 19 nigga
Slaughter first time
Then it ain't no beef nigga

Get away
Get away
Get away

Get away
Get away
Get away

I might be in love with Lucy
Love, Love
I might be in love with Lucy
Love, Love
I might be in love with Lucy
Love, Love
I might be in love with Lucy
I might, I might

I might be in love with Lucy



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Burse
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