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Drilla - Get Back Lyrics



Drilla - Get Back Lyrics
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Niggas know
Gang shit nigga
1-800 Nas Block Bitch, Crack Street Shit
Im still out here wit the gang
We tooled up, jeweled up
You already know we poled up
You run up on us get ya shit bussed nigga
Birkin bag for my bitch cuz she hide the work
Hate when im out she know i love to flirt
That nina a thot that she love to twerk
S- L-V-R shine on the shirt
Glick with the 30 tucked under my sweater
"Drilla i love you" lil bitch i just met ya
I hang with demons felons and steppers
We give em gas 93 pressure
And I don't really need this cause' I trap for real
If a nigga play tuff he get smacked for real
And ya homie? he can't even rap for real
Nigga tried to run down and got whacked for real
And these bitches they really be sluts for real
She be wantin me all in her guts for real
These niggas be bitches aint tuff for real
All my niggas they keep em a gun for real
Like bitch aye
Rap god like slim shad
Hit ya bitch on cam like kim k
Aint bumpin my lips my glick spray
My glick spray
Bitch aye
Give a f*ck what a bitch say
I be puttin my kids on the bitch face
Then lettin' her see how the kids taste
BITCH
Im never slippin im keepin that thang close
If he run up put a slug in his kangol
My diamonds the flashin', look like a rainbow
Snap and kill all rappers, just call me Thanos
This that exclusive dont ask what it cost me
Shawty keep talkin' relations you lost me
Brody gon' flame you as soon as you cross me
Spin ya block broad day we Mr.Softee
Bring the beef to your door you can't order for pick up
In love with that slut she be eatin' this dick up
Heat hit his body, he curl like a sit up
4th of July ill have this bitch lit up
And im top 3
We aint vegetarians, we want beef
Like we TLC them young boys creep
My foot on they necks till im 6 feet
Get put on the news u think shit sweet
Aye
Lil bitch this the get back
Nigga touch Drilla he get whacked
Niggas see me and duck wit they bitch ass
Break his ass up Kit-Kat
Bitch im too lit to respond to ya diss track
Im the hottest young nigga thats big facts
Bro got a 40 leave shells in ya 6 pack
BITCH
Pop out the cut it get scary like freddy
Mang got burners cook shit like spaghetti
Curry a demon pop shit like confetti
Bitch we be ballin Neumann Goretti
We really out here and we be slidin'
Niggas be acting they cappin' and lyin'
Niggas on scary they bitchin' and hidin'
The opps hate Drilla that nigga be wildin'
Pop out the cut it get scary like freddy
Mang got burners cook shit like spaghetti
Curry a demon pop shit like confetti
Bitch we be ballin Neumann Goretti
We really out here and we be slidin'
Niggas be acting they cappin' and lyin'
Niggas on scary they bitchin' and hidin'
The opps hate Drilla that nigga be wildin'
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Niggas know
Gang shit nigga
1-800 Nas Block Bitch, Crack Street Shit
Im still out here wit the gang
We tooled up, jeweled up
You already know we poled up
You run up on us get ya shit bussed nigga
Birkin bag for my bitch cuz she hide the work
Hate when im out she know i love to flirt
That nina a thot that she love to twerk
S- L-V-R shine on the shirt
Glick with the 30 tucked under my sweater
"Drilla i love you" lil bitch i just met ya
I hang with demons felons and steppers
We give em gas 93 pressure
And I don't really need this cause' I trap for real
If a nigga play tuff he get smacked for real
And ya homie? he can't even rap for real
Nigga tried to run down and got whacked for real
And these bitches they really be sluts for real
She be wantin me all in her guts for real
These niggas be bitches aint tuff for real
All my niggas they keep em a gun for real
Like bitch aye
Rap god like slim shad
Hit ya bitch on cam like kim k
Aint bumpin my lips my glick spray
My glick spray
Bitch aye
Give a f*ck what a bitch say
I be puttin my kids on the bitch face
Then lettin' her see how the kids taste
BITCH
Im never slippin im keepin that thang close
If he run up put a slug in his kangol
My diamonds the flashin', look like a rainbow
Snap and kill all rappers, just call me Thanos
This that exclusive dont ask what it cost me
Shawty keep talkin' relations you lost me
Brody gon' flame you as soon as you cross me
Spin ya block broad day we Mr.Softee
Bring the beef to your door you can't order for pick up
In love with that slut she be eatin' this dick up
Heat hit his body, he curl like a sit up
4th of July ill have this bitch lit up
And im top 3
We aint vegetarians, we want beef
Like we TLC them young boys creep
My foot on they necks till im 6 feet
Get put on the news u think shit sweet
Aye
Lil bitch this the get back
Nigga touch Drilla he get whacked
Niggas see me and duck wit they bitch ass
Break his ass up Kit-Kat
Bitch im too lit to respond to ya diss track
Im the hottest young nigga thats big facts
Bro got a 40 leave shells in ya 6 pack
BITCH
Pop out the cut it get scary like freddy
Mang got burners cook shit like spaghetti
Curry a demon pop shit like confetti
Bitch we be ballin Neumann Goretti
We really out here and we be slidin'
Niggas be acting they cappin' and lyin'
Niggas on scary they bitchin' and hidin'
The opps hate Drilla that nigga be wildin'
Pop out the cut it get scary like freddy
Mang got burners cook shit like spaghetti
Curry a demon pop shit like confetti
Bitch we be ballin Neumann Goretti
We really out here and we be slidin'
Niggas be acting they cappin' and lyin'
Niggas on scary they bitchin' and hidin'
The opps hate Drilla that nigga be wildin'
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Writer: Amin-Mujahid Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 2:36
Written by: Amin-Mujahid Jones

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