MO3 - Get Back lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (LC) Ay, pull over real quick There go the opps Spin back around, ni**a, hurry up That's on gang [Chorus] Did this for my dawg, yeah, this that get back (Get back) When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for-tat (Tit-for-tat) Ring around the Rosie with this big mac Don't come around who we don't know, you get your sh*t clapped (Gang gang) [Verse 1] Got a lot of hollows poppin' out this choppa, get your sh*t splat (Gang gang) Tell 'em it ain't no thang, b*tch, this Liu Kang, this b*tch got kick back I got the drop on a opp kickback Yeah, b*tch, click-clack Breakin' a Kit-Kat Oh, they not with that? Run down on 'em I meant that Gang-gang, this that get back (Yeah) fu*k it, I ain't worried about a opp, 'cause we gon' slump somethin' Make my young ni**a come slump one, get the drop, then b*tch, you done for Streets be like "Y'all put 'em up, huh?" Yeah, they know Lil' 3 gon' touch somethin' You hear them drums? Rum-bum-bum-bum My gorillas, they too dumb-dumb (Gang-gang) They too basic, they be cappin' when they rappin' No internet, b*tch, I won't at 'em Get off the 'Gram and let's get active The only time they get a tag from me (When?) when I toe tag 'em Big ol' choppa, body bag 'em b*tch, I'm cutthroat, I'm a savage You can't bang with my gorillas b*tch, this blicky not for fashion I'm laughin' at they dead potnas I put them b*tches in them caskets All that dissin' on B Jizzle and Roy Lee, you see what happened After we put them ni**as up, talk about 'em in my captions, yeah [Chorus] Did this for my dawg, yeah, this that get back (This that get back) When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for-tat (Tit-for-tat) Ring around the Rosie with this big mac (Why-y) Don't come around who we don't know, you get your sh*t clapped (Why-y-y-y) [Post-Chorus] She only fu*k me for the money, so I hit and make her thicker Then I ask her have she ever fu*ked a killer (Yeah) Look her in her face and she tell me I'm that ni**a (Yeah-yeah) Knowin' that I'm half man, other half gorilla [Verse 2] My young ni**a get to geekin' with that burner and I can't calm 'em down He itchin' for a body, if I can't get 'em, he gon' wipe 'em out My gorillas, they too cut throat, I say go, them ni**as chalk 'em out Hit the floor, we brought them choppas out Up the score, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout She gon' fu*k me like a pro, she on go, yeah, it's up, ho (Up, ho) Hangin' out the window, I got choppas by the bus load (Bow) Turn these b*tches into ashes, yeah thats gun smoke (Grrt) I'll wipe out my own kinfolk just to show 'em that I'm cut throat Heard a ni**a from 'round my way gave y'all the drop, okay yeah, bet that But he can't talk to y'all no more, guess what? (Hah) Got that lil' ni**a wacked .44 with a scope, ho, like I'm robo, I'ma fold 'em Hashtag gorilla posted, let 'em know that's my emoji (I'm big Osama) [Pre-Chorus] We gon' catch 'em 'cause they said that (Gang) Heard they put money on my head, well tell them b*tches get they bread back (Gang-gang) I'm really steppin' like that, yeah-yeah (On gang) I'm big Osama, yeah, y'all talkin' to a dead man (Why-y-y-y) [Chorus] Did this for my dawg, yeah, this that get back When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for-tat Ring around the Rosie with this big mac Don't come around who we don't know, you get your sh*t clapped