No Get Back (feat. Crazy)

The fun. You know. Is it? Yes. Okay. They got the spoken boy. I took that pistol to a stop light thing.

That was all that. If I come out that car, I better come through that door. Y'all make it fun. I come to

stepping in your hood. I ain't gotta take it. Y'all **** in it split. You get the bottom, you get jacked.

And we come through. Spinning in head. Catching in those tracks trash. When I come to spend this, l l

ain't no get back, ****. Pockets on real fat ****. Drop the racks, pull up on pearcy. Stop smashing the

window. Spinning I wrestle with shit I didn't for all that time. Have a peep out of you like I'm a beam.

And she grabbed me in the street. Following these that make his MBT feet in the street. Everybody

fooled you got a problem with crazy spinning for weeks I hear them screaming and shouts out to God

trying to call out the beef. I'ma get it. But now they're dragging the switch. Busted on the high block, but

come get your bitch with the boy. What a jerk threw me on it. I got in the booth with my pack spat, bit

flat. They got the spark on, bro. I turned that pussy towards the last thing. That was all that. If I come out

of that car, I better come through your hood and swing that door. Yo! Make it! Fuck! I can't do stepping

in your hood. I ain't got a way to get y'all **** in a split. You get the bottom, you get jacked. And we

come through spinning and head catching in those tracks. When I come to spin this hell ain't no get back,

****. Pockets on real fat, ****. Drop the race near side street. Bitch about my bitch for winning

Broadway screaming come here. I pop out between the Broadway screaming slam here I came to make it

through. Yo I leave him on his back. Yeah I been on my chest on baby cries all night. You told me, huh?

That's how y'all retarded storm in a mental place. But I ain't gon say some bitch about grenades. I thought

you were an expert on bro. I turn that pussy towards the last thing. That pussy was hot. If I come out of

that car. I bet liquor is gone through your hair this winter. Though you don't make it. Fuck! I can't do

stepping in your hood. I ain't gotta wait till I get all y'all **** in it. Split. You get the bottom, you get

jacked. And we come to spinning in here. Cashing in on trash. When I come to spin this hell ain't no get

back, ****. Pockets on real fat. ****. Drop the rich, ****.