Get Back ft. Young Millie Lyrics

Yeah

It's Young Jetta, who else would it be?

Ain't the same since elementary

The drip came from the seven seas

Feel like Killua, I got the Nen on me

Feel like Kankan, 'cause she ain't nun to me

I can't rock with that boy he a wannabe

He don't talk, he just run and breathe

That boy a fiend

Took his pendant, 'lito Keyes

Seven Seven, they know me

Put on the team

Shout out October, the dream

10.28, GangYang only

Jetta way too OP

Don't flex, don't flex, don't flex please

I could care less about your cheese

Okay, going up with my boys

Never really had no choice

That bish' got me annoyed

I hope she gets destroyed

Yeah, I hope she never gets joy

Okay, I hope she gets unemployed

Damn, they was like "who's over there?"

It was just me and the boys with the (Noise)

Ok what's good

Look, trust me, I come 'round the corner, I got them all shook

My twin a finesser, watch out when he juug

He goin put him on death row, no Suge

Yuh

That boy a nerd, he only read books

And he still mad 'cause his chain got took

I know that boy is lame

My boys are never tame

Okay, I levitate

I really be saying some sus shit, they be like (What did he say?)

Yeah we up in the rave

Make that boy get erased

Dumb ass boy lost his face

We are not the ones to blame

Okay, maybe we the ones to blame

Yeah

I'm riding round town with my twizzy

No kizzy, they say they got dracs' like the following Drizzy

Oh really?

I chill in the summer but I ain't Jozzizy

Cannot call back 'cause I'm busy

Cap

Really I'm chilling with Millie, they say that we killing it

That's facts

Yeah, that's facts

Lil boy get toe tagged

Pew, pew, what's that?

It's us, we on the-, on the attack

Sorry bout that

I thought he was Twizzy Rich by the way he telling me "sorry bout that"

Bruh, boy ain't no time to chat

Stop capping with them racks

Okay

'Fore they catch you when you lack

Push ya boy, get back

Push ya boy, get back

Push ya boy, get back

Push ya boy, get back

Push ya boy, get back