Get Even

[Intro]

Ain't that DJ Chose over there?

Oh, looked like DJ Chose

Hardbody

[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]

Perc' and the lean

Trapped out, serve it to the fiends

Now I can't stuff it in the jeans

Need another ring

My young niggas Dracos swings

Bustin' at your sweet sixteen

Put it in the air

Icebox got me with a glare

Know I had to cop em' by the pair

Goin' at em' foul

Bad bitch, I don't wanna share

Pussy good, and she do hair

[Chorus: Fredo Bang & Lil Baby]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'ma still get him if he breathin'

Spent on a nigga ‘round the corner

I'm out here overachievin'

Posted in the hood, nigga, I ain't never leavin'

The dirt on the burner increasin'

These niggas don't wanna get even

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'ma still get him if he breathin'

I got the drop, so I'm schemin'

I'm out here overachievin'

Yeah, pull up like the IRS

None of these niggas won't see me

These niggas cap through they streamin'

But these niggas don't wanna get even

[Verse 2: Fredo Bang]

**** is you sayin'? (Huh)

Got bodies for real

This music for fans who know I ain't playin'

I'm tryna be good, don't **** with my plans

Send iron on your mans

Pass youngin' to Roy, he fresh out the can

The chopper, I dance

Open his body like corn in the can

Movin' like the reaper, bitch, you come and take souls

Hit a nigga in his temple, tryna leave his eyes closed

I'ma put it on a nigga if he play with my woes

I'ma bill it on a nigga, like I'm working at Lowe's

I ain't runnin' from a nigga unless he work with the folks

Huh, hit him in his throat, make him choke

Bitch

You know my heart black like a crow

Kill a nigga, then I get ghost

Yeah

[Chorus: Fredo Bang & Lil Baby]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'ma still get him if he breathin'

I got the drop, so I'm schemin'

I'm out here overachievin'

Yeah, pull up like the IRS

None of these niggas won't see me

These niggas cap through they streamin'

But these niggas don't wanna get even

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]

I can't be stuck in no box since I got out the box

I ain't ma****in stop gettin guala

I pass the game around to all my partners

You turn twenty-one, you gon' get you a chopper

Don't let these hoes get between you and bro

If you stick to the code, then nobody can stop you

Let niggas know you ain't come here to joke

When you go to the door, have your hand on that Boppa

You run it up, get some racks to your mama

Know you with the shit, put some up for your lawyer

I can't believe how these niggas disloyal

Don't care ‘bout no man unless he's chasin and loyal

My kids out really have nightmares ‘bout shit that I did

I'm too rich to be smokin' these cigs

I'm too blessed to be stressin' ‘bout shit

Pussy play, I'ma bust on this wig

I'm really rich now

My ho left, give a **** ‘bout a bitch now

Bein' straight, they can never get kicked out

Soon as I catch my nut, gotta dip out

I'm on some shit now

I don't see no one

Just Franklin and Benjamin only ones I wanna kick it with

Might hit a skinny bitch, just on some different shit

If you still breathin', you know you ain't gettin' shit

[Chorus: Fredo Bang & Lil Baby]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'ma still get him if he breathin'

Spent on a nigga ‘round the corner

I'm out here overachievin'

Posted in the hood, nigga, I ain't never leavin'

The dirt on the burner increasin'

These niggas don't wanna get even

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'ma still get him if he breathin'

I got the drop, so I'm schemin'

I'm out here overachievin'

Yeah, pull up like the IRS

None of these niggas won't see me

These niggas cap through they streamin'

But these niggas don't wanna get even