SosaFrmDaa6 - Get That Lyrics

Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer Get your bitch back
Upped my pole I had to flip that
Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer, Get Your bitch back
Upped my pole I had to flip that
He got caught up, Get your shit back
Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer, Get your bitch back
Upped my pole had to flip that
He got caught up, Get your shit back
Brodie got caught inna stollie
And I'm screaming fuck the polices
Pull up on me, Empty out the clip, Hallows hit you're shit
You a bitch, You a snitch, They jacked your mans for his pipe
Pull up on me we can fight
On my life keep a stick, Shooting shit like john wick
Big ass blick make you flip
Twenty Eight Hundred for a p taxing shit, Big
Ass leafs
My nigga p he a beast
Free my all niggas in dem cells
Did you ever check yo mail?
Get to running from the pigs
Hear shit in my room
Is it shhhhh, Is it who?
Is it shhhhh, Is it who?
Next story about this nigga, I use to trust like a brother
I thought that he was different we come from the same struggle
Why you tranna snake me out, I even let you meet my mother
If a nigga really want it, I'ma let that bitch blow
Leave a nigga feeling slow
Poping shit just like joe, Fuck a bitch can't wife no hoe
You always buffing on the net, Get your dumb ass smoked
Pop out get exposed, Feeling tipsy off the tron
And I'm chillin with the freak hoes
Got me sipping casamigos
You'll see me lurking ally, Fucked a bitch called her sally
And she saying she want me badly
Back to story
I ain't know he was trying snake me out
How you hating on my grind and you was always by my side
You knew I ain't never fuck with people
Now I gotta show out
Bitch I'm always onna grind, In the Stu can't waste no time
My niggas tap in with that dog food, Gramps a og
Hit you with a beam, Hallows hit you now you sleep
Don't let me catch you, Shooting darts
Pop his ass like tony stark, Caught him lacking ran his bars
She fuckin on Me cause cleaner
Srt and some Beamers
Sports mode, Hit the dash, In the yollie I might crash
Walk down, Big ass glicks, Shot your mans in his shit
Big ass bricks with some sticks
Feds they watching in them pics, Stay quiet stay down
Don't make a face, Don't make a frown, Boss up take that crown
Up on Leonard with dem pounds
I made a dub off jacks, I ain't even use a chicken
Amigo water whipping, Cooking chicken
Made a ticket with this chop
Big ass mop, Oppa stoppa
Steady playing cops and robbers
Zuki a demon, We'll catch you
Stay with the code he ain't told
Put that three eighty on your back, It's pocket rocket
Knock a socket like a moppet, Fuck cops fuck the opps
Cracki tweakin off the rocks, Smoking ps with a zu
Chilling In a coope, Fuck her pass her to the brodie
Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer get your bitch back, Upped my pole had to flip that
He got caught up, Get your shit back
Brodie got caught inna stollie, And I'm screaming fuck the polices
Pull up on me, Empty out the clip, Hallows hit your shit, You a bitch
You a snitch, They jacked your mans for his pipe
Pull up on me we can fight, On my life keep a stick
Shooting shit like john wick
Big ass blick make you flip
Twenty eight hundred for a p taxin shit , Big ass leafs
My nigga p he a beast
My nigga p he a beast

Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer Get your bitch back
Upped my pole I had to flip that
Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer, Get Your bitch back
Upped my pole I had to flip that
He got caught up, Get your shit back
Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer, Get your bitch back
Upped my pole had to flip that
He got caught up, Get your shit back
Brodie got caught inna stollie
And I'm screaming fuck the polices
Pull up on me, Empty out the clip, Hallows hit you're shit
You a bitch, You a snitch, They jacked your mans for his pipe
Pull up on me we can fight
On my life keep a stick, Shooting shit like john wick
Big ass blick make you flip
Twenty Eight Hundred for a p taxing shit, Big
Ass leafs
My nigga p he a beast
Free my all niggas in dem cells
Did you ever check yo mail?
Get to running from the pigs
Hear shit in my room
Is it shhhhh, Is it who?
Is it shhhhh, Is it who?
Next story about this nigga, I use to trust like a brother
I thought that he was different we come from the same struggle
Why you tranna snake me out, I even let you meet my mother
If a nigga really want it, I'ma let that bitch blow
Leave a nigga feeling slow
Poping shit just like joe, Fuck a bitch can't wife no hoe
You always buffing on the net, Get your dumb ass smoked
Pop out get exposed, Feeling tipsy off the tron
And I'm chillin with the freak hoes
Got me sipping casamigos
You'll see me lurking ally, Fucked a bitch called her sally
And she saying she want me badly
Back to story
I ain't know he was trying snake me out
How you hating on my grind and you was always by my side
You knew I ain't never fuck with people
Now I gotta show out
Bitch I'm always onna grind, In the Stu can't waste no time
My niggas tap in with that dog food, Gramps a og
Hit you with a beam, Hallows hit you now you sleep
Don't let me catch you, Shooting darts
Pop his ass like tony stark, Caught him lacking ran his bars
She fuckin on Me cause cleaner
Srt and some Beamers
Sports mode, Hit the dash, In the yollie I might crash
Walk down, Big ass glicks, Shot your mans in his shit
Big ass bricks with some sticks
Feds they watching in them pics, Stay quiet stay down
Don't make a face, Don't make a frown, Boss up take that crown
Up on Leonard with dem pounds
I made a dub off jacks, I ain't even use a chicken
Amigo water whipping, Cooking chicken
Made a ticket with this chop
Big ass mop, Oppa stoppa
Steady playing cops and robbers
Zuki a demon, We'll catch you
Stay with the code he ain't told
Put that three eighty on your back, It's pocket rocket
Knock a socket like a moppet, Fuck cops fuck the opps
Cracki tweakin off the rocks, Smoking ps with a zu
Chilling In a coope, Fuck her pass her to the brodie
Making plays I went to get that
Wearing designer get your bitch back, Upped my pole had to flip that
He got caught up, Get your shit back
Brodie got caught inna stollie, And I'm screaming fuck the polices
Pull up on me, Empty out the clip, Hallows hit your shit, You a bitch
You a snitch, They jacked your mans for his pipe
Pull up on me we can fight, On my life keep a stick
Shooting shit like john wick
Big ass blick make you flip
Twenty eight hundred for a p taxin shit , Big ass leafs
My nigga p he a beast
My nigga p he a beast