Yung Schemer - Get Back Lyrics

I stay throwing up my shit but I wont take off
All et nigga rap and cap about is bricks of fentanyl
You know I hit lil Noah right when I go get et ten off
Pop out schemer crazy think its all these drugs I been off
You don't want me off a perc unless you want the fucking work
Bitch I got thirty inna clip and Imma make the toolie twerk
Pull up on junkies with the dirty making plays pick up the work
My nigga pop et lil fifteen and had big eyes like he was durk
I be on the island where it's violent like I got a pass
Police get behind me I just gotta go and do the dash
Hate to see me winning I ain't shining but I'm bright hell
TBG big P its free my niggas out the fucking cell
I pop out on Taylor I ain't see nun but crackers out
Niggas said i was ducking but I'm here so what was es about
And you cant play the victim ion even stay down in the south
Imma go and get em cuz she jus gone go and run ha mouth
Ion beef with niggas driving yolies cuz i know they broke
And all my hoes got rollies if you lackin' we can never smoke
Aint too many like me and you know the fucking opps is joke
I ain't got my choppa you can come and get some fuckin' pokes
I stay throwing up my shit but I won't take off
All et nigga rap and cap about is bricks of fentanyl
You know I hit lil Noah right when I go get et ten off
Pop out schemer crazy think its all these drugs I been off
I cant beef up in no song make niggas mad they cant get back
They was spinning on riata cuz they homie nem a pack
Aint seen the opps in a minute ion think they coming back
Thirty clip up in my pistol mr never fucking lack
I was finna drop it but niggas just wanna diss on it
Like fuck the back and forth the baby drake just never miss on it
I gotta pass the forty on to scoopa got the list on it
The arp shoot accurate that 40 gotta hit don't it
We say fuck a opp
(Fafafafafa)
Five five sixes blow
How you say you put up somewhere safe but you out with that hoe
And we sitting right across yo place like whatchu think you low
Em bitches burning hot gone melt yo face and you ain't on it tho
Bitch you everything but low we saw you got caught at the store
Jay nem really got the pack and et young nigga flippin' bows
OT gotta get it go cj got work for the low
Niggas said that you was trappin' out the way but got no pros
I stay throwing up my shit but I won't take off
All et nigga rap and cap about is bricks of fentanyl
You know I hit lil Noah right when I go get et Ten off
Pop out schemer crazy think it's all These drugs i been off

I stay throwing up my shit but I wont take off
All et nigga rap and cap about is bricks of fentanyl
You know I hit lil Noah right when I go get et ten off
Pop out schemer crazy think its all these drugs I been off
You don't want me off a perc unless you want the fucking work
Bitch I got thirty inna clip and Imma make the toolie twerk
Pull up on junkies with the dirty making plays pick up the work
My nigga pop et lil fifteen and had big eyes like he was durk
I be on the island where it's violent like I got a pass
Police get behind me I just gotta go and do the dash
Hate to see me winning I ain't shining but I'm bright hell
TBG big P its free my niggas out the fucking cell
I pop out on Taylor I ain't see nun but crackers out
Niggas said i was ducking but I'm here so what was es about
And you cant play the victim ion even stay down in the south
Imma go and get em cuz she jus gone go and run ha mouth
Ion beef with niggas driving yolies cuz i know they broke
And all my hoes got rollies if you lackin' we can never smoke
Aint too many like me and you know the fucking opps is joke
I ain't got my choppa you can come and get some fuckin' pokes
I stay throwing up my shit but I won't take off
All et nigga rap and cap about is bricks of fentanyl
You know I hit lil Noah right when I go get et ten off
Pop out schemer crazy think its all these drugs I been off
I cant beef up in no song make niggas mad they cant get back
They was spinning on riata cuz they homie nem a pack
Aint seen the opps in a minute ion think they coming back
Thirty clip up in my pistol mr never fucking lack
I was finna drop it but niggas just wanna diss on it
Like fuck the back and forth the baby drake just never miss on it
I gotta pass the forty on to scoopa got the list on it
The arp shoot accurate that 40 gotta hit don't it
We say fuck a opp
(Fafafafafa)
Five five sixes blow
How you say you put up somewhere safe but you out with that hoe
And we sitting right across yo place like whatchu think you low
Em bitches burning hot gone melt yo face and you ain't on it tho
Bitch you everything but low we saw you got caught at the store
Jay nem really got the pack and et young nigga flippin' bows
OT gotta get it go cj got work for the low
Niggas said that you was trappin' out the way but got no pros
I stay throwing up my shit but I won't take off
All et nigga rap and cap about is bricks of fentanyl
You know I hit lil Noah right when I go get et Ten off
Pop out schemer crazy think it's all These drugs i been off