Yeah, yeah
I got my get back
This precipitation, it can never make me sweat, man
Yeah, yeah

I'm spraying everywhere
All these snakes around me, I don't even need to aim it, yeah
Huh, that boy think he tough, okay, let's run one for real then
RIP Akira, I'ma treat the boys like Krillin

Powered up like mitochondria to get specific
4+4 to track and lead these rappers, wash just like some dishes
Ayy, ayy, fe-fi-fo-fum
Steppin' on they whole life, make 'em start a GoFund

Ayy, ayy, what's up with your glazin'-ass?
Smile in my face, but turn around and get to hatin'-ass
What, what, what, oh, I'm open to confessions
Father, please forgive them for the sins, they don't know better

Huh, huh, huh, taught you dummies a lesson
Our papers getting turned in like the end of the semester
Ooh, ooh
Ah

Ooh, ooh
Ah
Ayy, you made your bed, now lay in it, ho
You in your place, now stay in it, ho

Just give me the green, I'm waitin' to go
I'm waitin' to-
I'm in a whole different mode, now my AP H20
AC stay cranked, I'm way too cold

Grr, who want this North pole? (Ayy)
They don't want to hear this chink talk
Tell 'em whomp, whomp 'cause I'm still high (haha)
Send me the location there, when I come around, I hear pins drop

Sore losers in the comment section, I couldn't tell you what it is, dog
Maybe they just want a kiss from me 'cause I'm too pretty and they chick not
Ayy, okay, let's take it from the tippy top
I just got my kit back, you a pro at getting got

Yeah, not a fan of violating my bros
But if you play both sides too often then I'm pound able my bro
This that action that you wanted, huh, I'm still just having some fun
They gave me the ball, I ran with it, I ain't passin' back till I'm done

This that give sight to the blind flow, know you want more
Better put that roast of me on display, you don't want to get haunted by ghost
Yeah, yeah
I got my get back
This precipitation, it can never make me sweat, man
Yeah, yeah

I'm spraying everywhere
All these snakes around me, I don't even need to aim it, yeah
Huh, that boy think he tough, okay, let's run one for real then
RIP Akira, I'ma treat the boys like Krillin

Powered up like mitochondria to get specific
4+4 to track and lead these rappers, wash just like some dishes
Ayy, ayy, fe-fi-fo-fum
Steppin' on they whole life, make 'em start a GoFund

Ayy, ayy, what's up with your glazin'-ass?
Smile in my face, but turn around and get to hatin'-ass
What, what, what, oh, I'm open to confessions
Father, please forgive them for the sins, they don't know better

Huh, huh, huh, taught you dummies a lesson
Our papers getting turned in like the end of the semester