Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

Get It Back

YA, YA, YA, YA, AnnotateYA, YAA, YAAAA

YA, Rich Homie Baby YA,

Young nigga might rob you for that pack

Okay Ya

Young nigga might rob you for that pack

You need a life jacket

Might take a L on that sack, And get it right back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

Gotta whole lotta work on me

Ain't tryna catch no cell case

Had to flush my real down the tolient when 12 came

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

I get it back, like i never lost her

I surround myself around sum bosses (Rich Homie Baby)

Yellow diamond got me feeling cautions

And I'm dead fresh without a coffin

With all this lean I drink, It feelin like im sleep walkin

Young nigga might stay two nights straight on that greyhound

With the same outfit like two days straight, You gotta stay down

Fuck what them broke niggas think

You laughing cause you paid now

I ain't meet her top yet

But I were have her face down (Baby)

She laughing at me

All this money in the plastic baby

Dinosaur

Jurassic Park baby

All my cars in the fashion baby

All my bars in the plastic baby

Which means they new, Thats my crew

Nigga im safe, But ion know bout you

Young nigga might rob you for that pack

You need a life jacket

Might take a L on that sack, And get it right back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

Gotta whole lotta work on me

Ain't tryna catch no cell case

Had to flush my real down the tolient when 12 came

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

She'll never leave me

I sneeze her just like a Capri sun

And I swear I get her back just like a refund

And she ion walk around with no cash

She keep a VISA

With the bills all in her purse

And I'm back, reimbursed

I memory taking them lost's for a week straight

I memory throwin that pack off on the freeway

And I swear i got it back just like a reply

If I'm on the 1's and 2's

I bring it back just like a DJ

I left a whole zip a my pa's house

All my niggas they dropped out

Bullets shooting, You dancing

Like we playing hopscotch

Got work no clock out

That meek on me that fox out

Two cars we mobbin out

Downtown at the robbin spot (Okay)

Young nigga might rob you for that pack

You need a life jacket

Might take a L on that sack, And get it right back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

Gotta whole lotta work on me

Ain't tryna catch no cell case

Had to flush my real down the tolient when 12 came

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back

I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back, I Get Back