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get away - official shottas lyrics

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[intro: young tigg]
roll a pound of that haze
cut a b-tch like spades ( cut off ,cut off, cut off)
can’t fuck with y’all y’all fake ( they fake, they fake, they fake)
you the rats and they snakes ( lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go)

[hook: young tigg]
had to get away
had to get away
had to get away ( get away get away)
had to get away
had to get away
had to get away ( get away get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away

i roll a pound of that haze
watch my problems go a way
cut a b-tch like spades
i need the work underlay
can’t fuck with y’all y’all fake
they rats and they snakes
i’m on a paper chase
try to block my shot
get away

[verse 1: young tigg]
came in this mother fucking b-tch (lit)
purple drink that’s codine (sip)
retarred flow watch how i drool (spit)
fuck with dem bloods (crip)
looking for the drugs nigga i got it
scope and extendo i’ll spot em
jack boys with me nigga they robing
mute on the yoppa trigger keep silent
woo that’s a lot of brick
get bob the builder so we can build some shit
on a dinner plate blade in bricks
i’m cutting c-ke like a columbians
whip the work whip the work get it
pissed at me cause i’m shiting
excuse me i did it get away nigga rascim

[hook: young tigg]
had to get away
had to get away
had to get away ( get away get away)
had to get away
had to get away
had to get away ( get away get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away

i roll a pound of that haze
watch my problems go a way
cut a b-tch like spades
i need the work underlay
can’t fuck with y’all y’all fake
they rats and they snakes
i’m on a paper chase
try to block my shot
get away

[verse 2:
stayed down like a dead nigga
found a way to them dead niggas
you know lincoln, jackson, franklin you know them dead niggas
i dont hang with no lame niggas
only bomma bhasers thats on the gang nigga
you cuffin’ that box every nigga hit
ol stupid -ss lame nigga
my blunts fat like meg brother
got the lowest prices thats meg’s mother
i’ll hit your girl, toss her up nine months later she gotta lil prosha
paper chasin is all i do but praying man had to make time for that
tryin’ do good tryin’ to live right
but demons all down my back

[hook: young tigg]
get away get away get away
get away get away get away
get away get away get away
get away get away get away

i roll a pound of that haze
watch my problems go a way
cut a b-tch like spades
i need the work underlay

had to get away
had to get away
had to get away ( get away get away)
had to get away
had to get away
had to get away ( get away get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away ( get away)
get away get away get away

i roll a pound of that haze
watch my problems go a way
cut a b-tch like spades
i need the work underlay
can’t fuck with y’all y’all fake
they rats and they snakes
i’m on a paper chase
try to block my shot
get away

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