Chris Travis - Get Em lyrics

[Intro: Chris Travis] Yeah, yeah, b*tch, yeah, yeah, b*tch [Chorus: Chris Travis] b*tch I'm gone run up fu*k you talk bout we gone get 'em Like a cable cord we split 'em Left his britches in the river All my old b*tches bitter Say you real ok, I'm realer b*tch I'm empty, got no filler This sh*t hit without no system [Verse 1: Chris Travis] I ain't came with pretending Give a fu*k about yo image b*tch I came from the trenches Well secluded up in Memphis Let me speak and keep yo distance I'm on point I trust my senses fu*k these hoes I need my riches Powerful and well committed Aye I'm deep up in the game Stand bout talk bout what you say b*tch I'm straight now get away I'm at the bank not at yo place Smoke an eighth straight to the face I can't conquer and display I'm a dog won't go astray Hit yo picture, throw away You know my play b*tch You know my play, aye You know my play, b*tch You know my play, b*tch You know my play, b*tch You know my play b*tch You know my play [Chorus: Chris Travis] b*tch I'm gone run up fu*k you talk bout we gone get 'em Like a cable cord we split 'em Left his britches in the river All my old b*tches bitter Say you real ok, I'm realer b*tch I'm empty, got no filler This sh*t hit without no system (without no system) Without no system This sh*t hit without no system