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Get Back 2

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Get Back 2 è stato pubblicato il 19 luglio 2025 da Team Eighty Productions come parte dell'album Get Back 2 - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumGet Back 2 - Single

Data di uscita19 luglio 2025

EtichettaTeam Eighty Productions

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM91

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bleezy

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tylek Hayden

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Dodnizzy

Producer

Testi

You already know what it is, man

Grabbing dollar, shit, when am done, ah

Bitch, you play with my paper you gon' meet my gorillas

All the whips is galore like lira, bad bitch on the team we share 'em

He gon' treat her like a queen he's caring

It was faster than McQueen McLaren

I had to tell her I love how she stash packs and that ass fat

Walking like she got a bad back, I had to grab that

I be on her lid, like a snap backs, I be on her mind like a snap backs

We never had a bad batch

I'm not just a rapper, I cancel a hoe like neno

Betting large when I'm at the casino

You knowing how we roll, I'm like Rico off the free throw

He wanna be Ja Morant but they lil' **** keep poles

Rali got it sold, **** owe so we gon' charge for stamps

Street's getting cold, you're getting booked if it ain't power plant

If you ain't the gang, we ain't the same, free doggie out the can

Caught that rapper on that Sutter strip, that pussy **** ran

Killers jumpin' out that van you hear that - then we blam

I gotta going hard advance, I never signed a deal for fans

A couple choppas that's the band, like why the fuck you **** playing

I gotta sniper, he a land, hollows cooked 'em he ain't have his tan

His bitch wanna know what I'm on, you know I perform

I'm done dealt with more transactions than mix genders

Lion in the jungle jump in the rari like big Simba

Bitch on my body, **** she knows am a big spender

I've been hiding, ain't nothing in my pimp slacking

Brooklyn **** you could smell it from my timbs dragging

Your favorite rapper got a purse and tell you it's fashion

I hop out the Benz wagon and let the fifth blast 'em

Man, this shit gets mad real, I know they mad still

She's thinking that she's playing me, she off a bad pill

My Brody fishing off the block, they got mad crillz

We prolly got more heads than Advil

And the block be getting hotter, no, the opps can't stop us

We was sharing jewels when this lil' **** was sharing prada

We was sharing tools when ice cube was rocking dada

**** swing through your block with some lava

And blood can't make it deep, don't do no running in a street

I practice everything I preach

How you gon' boss she steady moving like a leach

Make me tweak, bet these bitch ass **** gon' play sleep

I do you dirty, and I got this feeling from a bad dream

You know, voices in my head, make 'em hearing mad screams

Ooters waiting by your side on awake like caffeine

Fell for the dm, I had to tell the hoe don't add 'em

They don't get no passes, we in the hood 'til we clap 'em

Most **** wanna die a legend, which will take a minute

But I've seen **** die in seconds fighting for that weapon

Why he talks with that aggression killers stretched 'em

Ain't nobody gon' call on no ambulance **** left him

And the projects getting worst **** feeling like they curse

He's doing bid after bid, like babies right after birth

A lot of kids with big guns, I guarantee you these ain't nerfs

Decorate his shirt, I give 'em cash he ain't murk you by the first

Written by: Tylek Hayden

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