Producer : Taurus
Get buck mother****er, get buck (Taurus)
Yak Gotti, get ****ed up (Hey, ow)
Get ******  up (Hey)
Get ****** up
Get ******  up (Ayy, turn the **** up)
Get ******  up (Get lit-lit)
Get ****** up (Ahh)
Get—
Verse 1: Yak Gotti
I cannot be saved, I'm back in LA (Ayy)
They prey on the weak (Ayy), I prey on the brave (I prey on the brave)
Niggas be thinkin' I got this shit made
But I sacrificed a lot of them days (A lot of them days)
**** that, at all of my shows, I want rage (**** that)
Dive in the crowd, you don't catch me (Uh)
Then I'll go to the back in a daze (Back in a daze)
Jump and rip your shit out just like a page (Jumpin' right on your shit)
We ain't like your nigga 'cause my niggas paid (Woo)
This shit too low, Taurus, turn up the bass (This shit, turn it up)
Take you a shot to the head, to the face (Taurus)
Damn, oops, damn, ooh (Damn, ooh)
Get ******  up (****ed up, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Ooh, bitch)
Get ******  up (****, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Ooh, bitch)
Get ******  up
Verse 2: Yung Kayo, Yak Gotti & Sheck Wes
I'm slidin' with Yak, we some maniacs
I had to bust at your man so he pay me back (Pow)
Hop out the Bentley, I brought the Bentayga back
I got a razor, I make your bitch raise her hand
She got a hour with me like I'm Jackie Chan
Rollin' with savages, but I'm not Megan, man (Skrrt)
I got a drum, my bitch got a stick
No, we not playin' 'cause we is not in a band (Bitch)
I turn that ten to a hunnid bands
Look who just came in the buildin', man
**** on a bitch, I'm not feelin' that
I got a bitch that make my bitches really mad
Damn, I know that it's true
Damn, why won't you give me the scoop?
Damn, I got a Birkin bitch, too (Slatt)
Damn, YSL high as a moon
Damn, oops, damn, ooh, damn, oops, damn, ooh (Yeah)
Get ******  up (Bitch, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Okay, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Yeah, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Yeah, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Yeah, yeah, take it to the head)
Get******  up (Yeah, yeah, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Bitch)
Get ******  up
Get ****** up
Verse 3: Sheck Wes
Smoke is around every day
How do you know I'm not? Hol' on, hol' on
Hold on, I'm not ready (Yeah)
Hold on, I'm not ready
Smokin' that Mild and it's keepin' me deadie (Bitch)
Switchin' my flows and I'm stealin' your lady (Yeah)
**** on your Boop, turn her to a Betty
Call up the troops, my bombs get deaded
Call up the crew, my primes get regular
No brakes (Ow), **** her from the back and the face (Okay)
Jump outta my cars like a tank (Uh, yeah)
I spit on every occasion (Yeah)
All of my bitches look Blasian, Tokyo
Jumpin' off where the change is
Bitch, I'm ****ed up (Yeah)
Get ******  up (Ooh-ooh, ****ed up, bitch)
Get ******  up (Yeah, ****ed up)
Get ******  up (Okay, ****ed up, ow, take it to the head)
Get******  up (Yeah, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Yeah, yeah)
Get ******  up (Bitch, take it to the head)
Get ******  up (Ooh)
Ayy, start a mosh pit, a made, a raid, or however you say that shit
Get turnt the **** up in this mother****er
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Do your dance, hey, hey
Or do whatever the **** you wanna do
Just throw the middle fingers up
Put the ****in' cameras in the air, do somethin'
Yeah, y'all just standing there looking crazy and shit
Turn the **** up, hey
Hey, lil' bit'
Recording : Alejandro "Aleo" Neira/Shaan Singh/Warpstr
Mixing Engineer : A.'Bainz' Bains
Mixing Assistant : Florian 'Flo' Ongonga
Mastering Engineer : Joe LaPorta