TJR KIDDO - Get Back!

Get back, Smith and Wesson compact
I'm getting my racks up so I don't got time to relax
Sipping on Thrax make me feel like I don't got nothing to lose
Your bitch in this party and you best believe that she picking and choosing
Bitch I'm in charge like I'm Vladimir Putin
Blocking her number that bitch is a nuisance
Lost count of the drugs I'm abusing
Too high everything is confusing
You're mad that your gang is broke and mine is not, all my niggas are cruising
You wanna be me but your not, your whole gang is losing
You niggas broke, can't relate at all
Three different bank accounts cos' my money getting too tall
Let's throw us a party baby, we can throw us a carnival
They love saying my name, they mad cos' I'm really the best of all
Life been getting way too easy lately
I can tell that you need me baby
Wanna be me so bad so they hate me
Swear this shit getting way too crazy
I stress like out of my mind so therefore I get high daily
Like days ago she didn't know me now the bitch saying that she wanting my baby
Get back, Smith and Wesson compact
I'm getting my racks up so I don't got time to relax
Sipping on Thrax make me feel like I don't got nothing to lose
Your bitch in this party and you best believe that she picking and choosing
Bitch I'm in charge like I'm Vladimir Putin
Blocking her number that bitch is a nuisance
Lost count of the drugs I'm abusing
Too high everything is confusing
You're mad that your gang is broke and mine is not, all my niggas are cruising
You wanna be me but your not, your whole gang is losing

Written by:
Donell Temple Jr

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