sadboyshaq – takeitback lyrics
[chorus:]
shhhh, shhhhh, d+mn
you gone get yo m+ffin clapped
he done said what he said, can’t take it back
i dont f+ck with fifties, but i’m tryna catch an act
boy this ain’t no movie scene, i’ll make your sh+t fade to black
wack it up, i’ll blow it all cause b+tch i know i’ll make it back (ahh)
he gone talk, call the squad, we gone turn his ass into a [scat?]
thought he a god, bet he spin i wear to god he ain’t make it back
i miss my junkies, they keep sliding, boy they appreciate the pack
cleanin up with n++++s, kicking sh+t like jack f+cking black
met my opp, fat as h+ll, caught him, he had an asthma attack
but when i push that f+cking b+tton gotta be faster than that
hop in the door besidе the church, i slid the pastor a rack
[verse 1:]
hoe you a lеvel one opp, this a casual match
just send the addy, we gone turn his ass to the past
im in the bank masked up, the little white b+tch gave me all the cash (ahhh)
walked out, i said ‘just put it on the tab.’
my boy a lethal shooter, he be in the lab
you post a f+cking story, and that’ll be yo last
playin hide & seek and we gone catch yo ass (get yo ass back)
get the scene cleaned up, we do it fast
my shooter come through with a stolen jag, he h+lla mad (where he go?)
cops be on his ass and he was droppin h+lla flags
oh he talkin on the gram, fill his ass with another mag (he turn to a ghost)
winn in that b+tch with a switch, give up the bag
tryna be a hero, we gone leave yo f+cking family sad
you feelin froggy, n++++ jump up off yo lilly pad
i ain’t finna crash out, i ain’t gone show my ass
b+tch i got the pack out, you know i’m bouta flash
go k!ll em, and took a picture, you see flash up in the back
yo brother, he been missin since ‘02, a flash from the past (shh)
[chorus:]
shhhh, shhhhh, d+mn
you gone get yo m+ffin clapped
he done said what he said, can’t take it back
i dont f+ck with fifties but i’m tryna catch an act
boy this ain’t no movie scene, i’ll make your sh+t fade to black
wack it up i’ll blow it all cause b+tch i know i’ll make it back
he gone talk, call the squad, we gone turn his ass into a scat
thought he a god, bet he spin i wear to god he ain’t make it back
i miss my junkies, they keep sliding boy they appreciate the pack
cleanin up with n++++s, kicking sh+t like jack f+cking black
met my opp, fat as h+ll, caught him he had an asthma attack
but when i push that f+cking b+tton, gotta be faster than that
hop in the door beside the church, i slid the pastor a rack
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