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mick jagger - ot the real lyrics

[intro]
the gun that i’m loading here is a .44 calibre magnum
it’s a smith & wesson model 29
one of the world’s powerful commercially available handguns
this gun has been used by me personally to shoot and k!ll

[chorus]
the get*backer, lay*lower, whip tracker (whip tracker)
brick cracker, coke fronter, list stacker
got wrist scratchers, zig*zaggers to big trappers
whole fish baggers, fist smashers to stick blasters (grr*ah)
they know i roll with the stones like mick jagger (like mick jagger)
they know i roll with the stones, get that rock and roll
they know i roll with the stones like mick jagger (like mick jagger)
they know i roll with the stones, come get that rock and roll

[verse 1]
since a youngin, i was pushing hard
my wifey in high school stashed my twenties in her push*up bra
i took a charge ’cause we was cooking raw
i stood up tall, my pen got sharper and i got good at ball
watch how you speak to me, there’s stripes on my jacket (stripes on my jacket)
used to hit the parties with them white little packets (white little packets)
you made a diss track, but you ain’t like how they reacted (nah)
heard homie waited for you all night with his ratchet
you throw stones and try hiding your hand
we sold stones off burner phones without any plan
you probably ran, this cocaine college for grams
your kid’s talking to your plug like he’s part of the fam (part of the fam)
i’m calling it in, bro in jail, he calling again
he said, “be careful who you calling your friends, ot, they all pretending”
i said i got him as long as they all are spendin’ (spendin’)
besides, if they get out of pocket, they know i’m sending in
[chorus]
the get*backer, lay*lower, whip tracker (whip tracker)
brick cracker, coke fronter, list stacker
got wrist scratchers, zig*zaggers to big trappers
whole fish baggers, fist smashers to stick blasters (grr*ah)
they know i roll with the stones like mick jagger (like mick jagger)
they know i roll with the stones, get that rock and roll
they know i roll with the stones like mick jagger (like mick jagger)
they know i roll with the stones, come get that rock and roll

[verse 2]
i was outside, had the point*three*twenty sacks
b*lls one*twenty, that’s doubling my money back (doubling my money back)
i put donuts on your head, that’s a dunkin hat
no guts, no glory, you a bluntville rat
my old head used to lace his runtz with crack
had stems all over the ground like a pumpkin patch (pumpkin patch)
said he’ll do anybody for a couple racks (word?)
he’ll just walk up and let it go
but he’ll be sloppy and if you end up getting caught, sh*t, never know
i think i’ll just stick to selling ’em blow, in the hard form
then rap about it, that’s my art form
they sold my soul, i gave my heart to ’em (my heart to ’em)
you the type to burn your own bridge
they f*cking up the ice like an old fridge
my advice, control your vice, you don’t owe ’em sh*t
’cause everybody knows precisely who i’m gon’ get
[chorus]
the get*backer, lay*lower, whip tracker (whip tracker)
brick cracker, coke fronter, list stacker
got wrist scratchers, zig*zaggers to big trappers
whole fish baggers, fist smashers to stick blasters (grr*ah)
they know i roll with the stones like mick jagger (like mick jagger)
they know i roll with the stones, get that rock and roll
they know i roll with the stones like mick jagger (like mick jagger)
they know i roll with the stones, come get that rock and roll

- ot the real lyrics

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