CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : ​get back!

say that
count up big racks
Glock could make a boy get back
Black kid, you know I'ma have some loose tracks
Hothead n***a, boy, you better relax
Could care about a [?] feedback
Tryna bring a n***a down, nah, n***a, see that
n***a, that's all on me
Yeah, that's all I see
GG, baby, that's all I breathe
Had to run to the money, you know a n***a like green
That b*t*h like something you can't see
Relax or I'll up the Glock, on me
This flex now really got a n***a heated
She goddamn told the ground eat it

b*t*h, you know I count up these racks
Bad b*t*h, yeah, she throw it back
.223 'cause I'm toting these packs
Get you a hustle that'll always last
'Cause, b*t*h, I gotta get my cash
You know I always got it up on me
And you know my ex b*t*h hate that
I'm dripping and my pockets looking real fat
Spend a bag and I'll make it right back, yeah
Big bands up on me
sipping codeine
Thirties of promethazine, yeah
I know she like that, yeah
She tryna stack