
GET BACK! ft. ihKiE jaKE Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
Fuck the cop that gave me that speeding ticket
Didn't drive to fast stop acting different
Take life at my speed so fuck the government
My taxes is what pays that dopey bitches check
And now she acting too good to give the neck
Dopey lil hoe I don't want you for the sex
Cause your worthless an I mean that with respect
I've heard you'd do anything for cheque
Artnvrlies tatted on my bicep
Got a lil hoe she be touching on my tricep
She fuck with me and with my mindset
Only want one the older my mind gets
Odose
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
Fucking get back, loaded with the strap
Make her ass clap, you don't like that, you don't like that
What the fuck was that
Its ihkie bitch how you like that
you aint bite back vamp acronym
Vlad's Almighty Mad
Past It's Right Empty
Like da Batcave that I'm fuckin in
Pack it in
In other words I
Bring Inventive Tools Enticing Rhymes
with pools of blood
you know being evil is so cool
Why the fuck you think I drool
Bring words up like my kin and brethren
Rest up next til the seventh
On June of eleventh I bring heaven from the cloud and have it begging to be let go
By the machocist cynicist misfit who sticks
Detailed dick images inside your mental livid as the sickest dickhead I declare a time warp on wicked
quick slick rhymes type shit
Too complicated and riddled with sick shit
I'm optimistic that's brain ballistic
Missed this
Sit this one out the oxygen ain't catching up
Why the fuck would I sit and blub
I build my dub and smoke through
all my probs
No probs
No snobs I stop all shots eat those
Regurgitate the slugs like Weasley man you mugs
Blood I don't really care no more like
My mind is way past fried
Get back he don't match the energy
Denied all entry as a memory in my mind
Without you I get along just fine