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Lyrics👇
[Pre-Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
They all got their hands up
And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
I want it all and then some
Guns drawn, this a standoff
I don't even know how this shit happened
I take my chances
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
Now I'm just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
'Cause I'ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
I'm just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
'Cause I'ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
[Verse 1: Tyla Yaweh]
I'm not tryna talk no more in this function
I don't wanna talk no more, you wanna fuck shit
This pistol, I'ma up it, bullets stray down
I don't hear you talkin' that tough shit
I don't wanna let you down, but I'ma let suffer
All I know, I all I know is just hustlin'
With a flex of heart, yeah show my muscles
Drop the pickup guns, girl, we can have a tusslе
Got me eatin' out my body, I can tell I can not trust you
[Pre-Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
Thеy all got their hands up
And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
I want it all and then some
Guns drawn, this a standoff
I don't even know how this shit happened
I take my chances
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
Now I'm just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
'Cause I'ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
I'm just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
'Cause I'ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
[Verse 2: Morray]
Get away, get away, get away
We put the bread in the bag or I promise it's DOA
Given the board constricted
That's why I love how your bitch actin' all this BOA
All for, I put the strap in, got my mask in, stuffin' bags in
Got guns, I put 'em down
I still beat you motherfucker ass, friend
Don't got it twisted, my nigga, I come from the trenches
But I supported it with the Range
Some 'bout firin' smoke that give me a high before a nigga even blaze up
I got no problem but killing the beef
Or killing the beef by using the beats
Or store up the peace and roll up in the piece
And scatter your body, can't locate a piece
[Pre-Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
They all got their hands up
And the Glock hold up, hold me ransom
I want it all and then some
Guns drawn, this a standoff
I don't even know how this shit happened
I take my chances
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
Now I'm just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
'Cause I'ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
I'm just tryna get away
Put the money in the bag
'Cause I'ma get it anyway
Girl, I love to see you in the day
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