Lyrics Icewear Vezzo – Get Bacc Pt. 2

Get Bacc Pt. 2 Lyrics – Icewear Vezzo

Singer: Icewear Vezzo
Title: Get Bacc Pt. 2

Yeah, yeah
(June, you’re a genius)
f#ck the hood you claim, I’m on that off the rip
Straight out the gate I ain’t no rat, I ain’t no ho or b#tch, huh

Them n#gg#s playin’, ain’t never blow no sticks
Got tired of totin’ F&N ’cause it don’t hold no switch
Pop out at yo’ show, yeah we want dog
You know that sh#t you did, stop coppin’ pleas up on them calls

I told lil’ bro ‘nem chill, we got the lo’ on they whole squad
They gon’ post ’em on the news, and in the blogs
We dump with kids in their cars
My shorty on the run, I be with hot n#gg#s

That OG pack, this sh#t hit stronger when it’s opps in it
The hood is way too turnt, so I just pop in it
Met that boy outside, right at the store, cuz’ up them drugs and left some shots in him
That’s my baby, know we steppin’ for big cuddy

You know that’s brother, treat his momma like my mother
Before I shed a tear, we up the sco’, that’s how we comin’
Givin’ statements, n#gg#s tellin’ and be hoes out in public
n#gg# this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back

n#gg# this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
n#gg# this that
Ain’t f#ckin’ with no n#gg# if he told
I had a few homies I used to love, turned into hoes

That money bring envy, these n#gg#s p#ss# playin’ roles
For that clout they sell their soul, ain’t no code
Seen real n#gg#s turn to trolls
I miss my n#gg# GG, we on hunt though

Put that on gang, ain’t sayin’ names, you know it’s up though
Boss of my city, I’m really cut, watch who you come for
Ain’t tryna talk to no big homies, b#tch it’s up, don’t give a f#ck, them n#gg#s done for
Catch them n#gg#s lackin’, we got action

Pop out in your city, Ski up that ratchet, we in traffic
Got choppers and glizzies, Drac’ hold a hundred, that’s a Patek
Free lil’ Rello, b#tch we active
I’m with steppers, they gon’ whack sh#t for them Jacksons

I was f#cked up now I’m good, I grind it out
Ain’t doin’ no talkin’, that kind of paper make yo’ cuz’ slime you out
They got my baby for a M, I bond him out
Give the lawyer thirty racks to slide it out

These n#gg#s rats, be hidin’ out
n#gg# this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
n#gg# this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
n#gg# this that
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