[Chorus]

Woo, that get-back a motherfucker (Niggas know what's goin' on, nigga)

Yeah, nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (Frrt, frrt)

That get-back a motherfucker (Nigga better duck, nigga)

That get-back a motherfucker

[Verse 1]

Can't give these niggas advice on how to kill 'cause they don't listen to nothin'

Niggas be Macho Man and Hulk as hell 'til you hop out with that button

I ain't givin' these niggas advice on shit but how to go to church on Sunday

Fuckin' off so much cheese, give my young nigga ten just to hit you in the stomach

Just told my nigga, "I'll give you another ten, leave his shit lookin' like lasagna"

"Fatt don't never be in his hood," what you mean? I was just there this Sunday

Nigga, it's too much shit going on, if it's two dollars, nigga, pay me my money

Back to the 'jects, just me, Traphouse, Band, Wizza, Joe, Jugg, Bag and Ari (Loaf Boyz)

Nigga, this shit the largest

Opps can't keep up, I'm in New York at the Bread Gang dinner eatin' shrimps with Gotti

Long as I feed my fam' off music, nigga, fuck being the hottest

If I get booked for a show in my city, on GG, it's switches in the party

I don't think my city can afford me right now, it's 10K for parties

Even though he finna get out, I'ma say it again, nigga, free Marley

We the ones got this started, Westside first niggas in the city, Glocks in the party

The smoke got real, Bagg wanted me in LA Saturday, I was in the hood with two carbons

[Chorus]

Woo (Yeah), that get-back a motherfucker (Niggas know what's going on, nigga, hrrt)

Yeah, nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (Frrt, frrt, frrt)

That get-back a motherfucker (Nigga can't run from me, frrt)

That get-back a motherfucker (Frrt)

[Verse 2]

It's really been too long, they should've been handled before my deal

Could've put sixty thousand on a nigga biscuit, but my uncle told me chill

I said, "Unc', you right, I'ma just book this flight and get back in the field"

Lace my shoes and grab my fire and show these niggas I'm for real

Know my life can change in a second, gotta watch where I chill

Gotta watch what I say, what I post, these niggas snitches for real

In my city, that jail ain't it, you fuck up, nigga, that'll be your new crib

Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, I'm making my bond, I don't give a fuck if it's a mil'

In a suspicious car, I'm shootin' a fully automatic through the back windshield

Really ain't got no time to be lettin' the window down, nigga, just cover up your ears

Nigga, this shit so deep, I can't show some of my niggas my mama new crib

Nigga, this shit so deep, my big brother showin' me some of his murder skills

[Chorus]

Woo (Yeah), nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (Niggas know what's going on, nigga, hrrt)

Yeah, nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (Frrt, frrt, frrt)

That get-back a motherfucker (Nigga can't run from me, frrt)

That get-back a motherfucker (Frrt)