Lyrics Get It Back - FSB Dee Kay

I never sweat
Hoe show some respect
Fuck the sex
Bitch I want the neck
You owe me boy better pay yo debts
I gotta grind boy I gotta chase a check
Blow some racks and then I get it back
Blow some racks and get it right back
Get it back, get it right back
Blow some racks and then I get it back
I know you hatin'? Lil nigga I know you fakin'?
I know you tellin' so ain't no conversations
You niggaz sneaky tryna snake me just like Rico
I keep the heat low in case they try to creep slow
I'm paid in full got me feeling like I'm Money Mitch
Always chase a check
I can't chase a bitch
If I ever chase a hoe just hope I break a leg
And if I'm ever old and broke I'd rather be dead
Stack up this cheddar like legos
I'm overseas getting pesos
Young nigga hot like Volcanoes run up on me you feel that Draco
Twist yo ass round like tornadoes send yo ass to heaven get halos
Couple killers on a payroll
I promise they shoot when I say so
Man I can't help shit I feel like I was born to ball
And I won't kick it with you niggaz I don't fuck with y'all
Them throwbacks Jay's on my feet I'm rocking Retro
Stomp on a nigga like Que Dawgs
Dee Kay boomin' like Metro
I never sweat
Hoe show some respect
Fuck the sex
Bitch I want the neck
You owe me boy better pay yo debts
I gotta grind boy I gotta chase a check
Blow some racks and then I get it back
Blow some racks and get it right back
Get it back, get it right back
Blow some racks and then I get it back
You niggaz jealous cause I'm riding in the latest whips
Rockin' the latest shit
Fuckin' the baddest bitches
Pockets on steroids money so strong bitch
Gucci my cologne bitch
I do what I want bitch
You just like 7 days
You niggaz is weak bitch
I'm what you pretend to be
You niggaz ain't me bitch
You skipping some alphabets
You ain't a G bitch
You be Facebook thuggin'
You really ain't street bitch
I know you niggaz I told you niggaz
I'll smoke you niggaz I hoed you niggaz
I'm sick of you niggaz I shit on you niggaz
I'm disrespectful I'll spit on you niggaz
I'll get at you niggaz that's why I keep a clip for you niggaz
My pockets is bigger since grammar school I been that nigga
You pillow talk shoot off yo lips my pistol talk when I load the clips
30 shots in that 9 millie let off a couple rounds you do back flips
Ice on me like Alaska girl I ain't good for you Ima bastard
If you come through better bring an army
Cause you ops get no passes bitch
I never sweat
Hoe show some respect
Fuck the sex
Bitch I want the neck
You owe me boy better pay yo debts
I gotta grind boy I gotta chase a check
Blow some racks and then I get it back
Blow some racks and get it right back
Get it back, get it right back
Blow some racks and then I get it back
I might just pull up to the Gucci store
Spend a few racks on some new clothes
Might pull up to the club with my old bitch
And probably peel off with some new hoes