I Don't Get It

I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
How could you tell on yo nigga bruh how could you tell on yo dog?
How can you say you real when cooperated wit the law?
How you not runnin it up, if you got a plug on the raw?
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all

I don't get that shit at all, these niggas be purpin I swear that they is
I don't get that shit at all, got time for these hoes but not for yo kids
I don't get that shit at all, these bitches be puttin good fathers on papers
All I can do is ball, can't relate to no hater
Got a pound 4 flavors, I don't need no favors
Shorty got that man down, she got that Kiss of Death like Jada
She a thot the streets raised her, she a thot she need prayer
She a thot you can't change her, $40 holla any takers
Day ones never change up no new friends you a new face
She got a side nigga mad her man cheatin boah bitches so two faced
Old demons cold cases get brought up when rats catch a new case
He got 1,000 hoes on the street but in jail that nigga was a fruitcake

I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all
How could you tell on yo nigga bruh how could you tell on yo dog?
How can you say you real when cooperated wit the law?
How you not runnin it up, if you got a plug on the raw?
I don't get that shit at all, I don't get that shit at all



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Writer(s): Justin Hunter
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