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Get Bacc

 

Get Bacc

(album: Rich Off Pints 2 - 2021)


(Smerf made this beat, boy)
Will you get the fucking door, nigga?
Bitch-ass, hear me? Keep calling, nigga
Texting and shit like I'm your bitch or something, nigga (Fuck I look like, nigga?)
Man, fuck all that, where this shit at, nigga?
Hold up, nigga
Yeah
Get your pussy ass on the ground
We want it all, nigga

Strip pussy niggas like we at Strokers, socks and drawers, nigga
Huh, AR hold a hundo, two bricks of dog in it
Sliding backdoor with my best friend 'cause I like to ball, nigga
You be calling me or texting, nigga, you ain't getting shit back
Huh, never came through no side door, yeah, we with that get back
Yeah, fuck boxing, got Drac' on me, this bitch got six pack
I wear Amiri, Louis, and Prada, Fendi, I like to mismatch
Bitch, I'm really him
Shady like I'm really Slim
On baby, we'll drop any man
I don't give a fuck if it's ten AM
Sick as hell 'cause these niggas sweet, lil' cuddy said he gon' send a pin, lurking
Grimy nigga, if he with his bitch, look, we snatching Birkins
Uh, get to tweaking if they ain't got them drugs in them, uh
I mean, get to tweaking if we got them drugs in them, my niggas on Percocet

Get back, get back
This that get back, get back
This that get back, get back
Get back, bitch, yeah, we got big straps

I know GDs, I know BDs, I know Stones, and I know Lords
Yeah, I'm Cripping, I know Bloods, plus fuck who told, you niggas hoes
Yeah, fifty K for a show, I stuck my pole up in the door
Don't throw your set when we around, we'll snatch your soul right through the floor
I be with scurvy niggas
Glock 19 with thirty in it
In the club, we'll shoot this bitch right up, I'll turn to Curry in it, breezy
Hit shit with no look, no pass, nigga, yeah, I get sneaky
This bitch tweaking, thinking I'll kick my cup, I love that Keke
Huh, F&N, I nicknamed it Fenty, yeah, that's Riri
Catch 'em lacking like bitch, that's for Gigi
Huh, ninety pills up in my right pocket, got them from Titi
My back pocket stuffed with a light hundred, this ain't no pee-pee

Get back, get back
This that get back, get back
This that get back, get back
Get back, bitch, yeah, we got big straps

Ooh

done

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