CashMoneyAP - Get It Back lyrics

[Chorus/Hook] (x2) I'm that lil n***a wit the sack.. (n***a wit the sack). All my n***as posted in the trap (they posted in the trap). I'm looking for the lajan where it's at? (where's it at n***a?). Watch me f** it up and get it back (watch me get it back) [Verse 1: Polo Gutta] Watch me f** it up and Get it back, All my n***as posted in the trap. Road runnin' state to state, that zoe riding with the strap. I'ma Broward County Soulja' put my city on the map (59). Street n***as After Paper all my n***as gon' SNAP. Latenight poking houzes got me dressed in all black I'm just getting to the paper, I'm just outchea chasing bands. All y'all n***as outchea flexing, I'm just bagging up these grams. Swea these crackers gotta system, wanna see me in the jam. Jumped in the game head first it got me feeling like a Ram. Tell em' free my n***a Pete, they got my n***a in the gram. All I wanted was the cheese it got ah n***a going ham All I ever wanted was the dough, All y'all n***as rookies I'ma pro. I got it come and cop it for the low, I'm the plug don't act like you ain't know [Chorus/Hook] (x2) I'm that lil n***a wit the sack.. (n***a wit the sack). All my n***as posted in the trap (they posted in the trap). I'm looking for the lajan where it's at? (where's it at n***a?). Watch me f** it up and get it back (watch me get it back) [Verse 2: SnapBoy Rich] Snap Boys never fall out, just counting hundreds til we pa** out. Hit in rental cars then we take flight, See something sweet I'm in it on sight. Working all day, stunting all night. f**ing bad b**hes, laying good pipe. Break bread wit only real n***as, been raised up round drug dealers. My momma even sold d** n***a, My daddy was the plug n***a. Even though he ain't do much for ah n***a. But I don't let that sh** there stop ah n***a. So I hit the road, running through toes, In the search for gold cause that's all I know. I'm coming thru that back, wit that poker or that flat. Master bedroom where I'm at, if it hit good we coming back. If it ain't we back on route, Snap Money in this b**h no doubt. Get caught never run our mouth, 4 minutes in there and we out. Then I'm cashing out like Cash Out, them duffles all we count n***a Used to post up on the block I had to have it, In then I hit the road I started snappin'. Now I don't wanna stop I gotta have it. Told momma I'ma quit but I'm back at it. (SNAP) [Chorus/Hook] (x2) I'm that lil n***a wit the sack.. (n***a wit the sack). All my n***as posted in the trap (they posted in the trap). I'm looking for the lajan where it's at? (where's it at n***a?). Watch me f** it up and get it back (watch me get it back)