Get Yo Boy Lyrics – Summer Walker

Get Yo Boy Lyrics

[Intro: Summer Walker]
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[Verse 1: Summer Walker]
You need to watch out for your friend, he’s been callin’ me
Tryna get my lo’, he tryna come and see
You’ve been mighty comfortable when it comes to me
I’d hate to see it, I’d hate to see it ’cause he been

[Chorus: Summer Walker]
Callin’ me
Better get yo’ boy, he been thinkin’ ’bout doin’ me better
Callin’ me (Callin’ me)
He been plotting on me
Studying your phone, so you better get yo’ boy
Oh, yeah

[Refrain: Summer Walker]
(Boy, boy, boy, boy) Know you wouldn’t want that
Know you wouldn’t want that, no (Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy)
He’s been alone with his wife
I wish you didn’t—

[Verse 2: Summer Walker]
Yo’ homie tellin’ you exactly what he’d do (Do)
If he had just one chance to be walkin’ in your shoes
He’d never let me spin, tight grip on me, stars in here
He’d love if y’all was close friends (He’d love if y’all was deeper)
Picking up where you’ve been fallin’ short
Offering a little bit more and more
Tryna put his foot up in the door
Askin’ me why you let him treat you like that
Do as you please, and you swear that you’ll right back
But he been

[Chorus: Summer Walker]
Callin’ me
Better get yo’ boy, he been thinkin’ ’bout doin’ me better
Callin’ me (Callin’ me)
He been plotting on me
Studying your phone, so you better get yo’—

[Verse 3: 21 Savage & Summer Walker]
Woah
You crossin’ the line, you bogus
You talkin’ ’bout fuckin’ my homies
If you do that then he ain’t my brodie
If I catch you, you know that it’s OV
I’ma turn on your street in a stoley
While we at it, bitch, give me that Rollie
Might let your bestie sit on my goatee
And all of your friends wanna fuck me
You fried, go move to Kentucky
Heart cold, can’t let a bitch crush me
I’ma skip Brittany, but she was slip musty
I ain’t perfect, but I’m close, just trust me
I’m a player, I ain’t ever been dusty
I got motion on motion
It’s gross and I’m gross, and you fuck ’round get sick if you touch me
Kiara keep tryna get in, and Jessica flirtin’ again
You already know about Tia
Keep playin’ I’ll fuck her again
You fuckin’ ain’t one of my friends
Your stylist gon’ end up with twins
That bitch do your make up, gon’ get a her new bands
And that house that you bought, I’ma pull up and spin (I know she been)
[Chorus: Summer Walker]
Callin’ me
Better get yo’ boy, he been thinkin’ ’bout doin’ me better
Callin’ me (Callin’ me)
He been plotting on me
Studying your phone, so you better get yo’ boy
(Boy, boy, boy, boy)

[Refrain: Summer Walker]
Oh, no, since you wouldn’t want that
And you wouldn’t want that (Boy, boy, boy, boy)
(Bye, bye)
He’s been alone with his wife
I wish you didn’t—