Get busy ft. Jumpout 9

I hope y'all ass ain't in the same spot, we done hit up in the past, if you hear fly

if you hear sweet, three seconds later, you gon' hear a nigga yell

Ain't no post up in our hood, we live here in the sand and melt

Mariah, you carry the fuckin' glock, you finna feel how Nick Cannon felt

And we post up on the block, even if it's hot as hell

762 gon' throw you back, leave you with a hoe that you can't hit

Ain't this sweet gon' do it, y'all, that bitch gon' get him up outta here

I had a minor setback, now I had first up in there

That feeling left so many dot, they still connect, them bitches still connect

That feeling left so many dot, hit her head and got it right