Get Back lyrics

[Intro]
Alright, alright, alright, gang
Lil Vert
(This sh*t gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Aight

[Chorus]
Walkin' down, we ain't skippin' to spin him
f*cked the b*tch good, put her face in the pillow
Drac' goin' off, he don't know what hit him
He played with the gang, now his mama miss him
n*ggas, they so lame and they not official (Uh-uh)
These n*ggas so soft, they softer than tissue
If it's any problem, we fixin' the issue

[Verse]
Alright (Let's go)
n*gga you ain't killin' none or you ain't seein' nothin' die
I know a n*gga say he my opp, but his dumbass don't even own a fire
I was fifteen with a AR, I was fifteen tryna send sh*t to the sky
If we want it, you better give it up, 'fore we take something you can't get back
f*ck my opps, they better not lack (f*ck 'em)
Grown ass opp got turned to a pack
When I'm in the trenches, on the block, relax
The opps be lyin' they raps, that's facts
The opps so hurt, they can't get back
I'll buy a Birkin if the pus*y that (Do it)
I f*cked this b*tch, her pus*y whack
He crashing out like her sh*t whack (Uh)
Pulled down this block, you get head tapped
I'm smoking on the latest pack
He not like that, he talkin' about he that (Goofy)
That boy so broke, his pockets flat (Broke ass)
Amiri jeans, my pockets fat
She on my di*k, she know I'm that
I got some money and I'm up next (Damn)
The life I live, it's hard not to flex (Huh?)
[Chorus]
Walkin' down, we ain't skippin' to spin him
f*cked the b*tch good, put her face in the pillow
Drac' goin' off, he don't know what hit him
He played with the gang, now his mama miss him
n*ggas, they so lame and they not official (Damn)
These n*ggas so soft, they softer than tissue (Let's go)
If it's any problem, we fixin' the issue

[Outro]
Aight, aight, let's go
On bro