Get It
Fucking right... You fucking right
Yea
I be in it
I be
I be in it
Pull up, Nigga roll up
Do it, Nike check up
Hold up
I'm sick, I need a check up
Pour up, lay down
I need to rest up
I don't know none of these niggas
I don't owe none of these bitches
Pull up fall off in the kitchen
You already know how I'm whipping
Lay it out on the table she sniffing
She is living a fable she wishing
I am out here you know how I'm living
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Gotta go, Gotta go
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Money
Know that that's on me
Funny... acting
Know that's your homie
Greedy
Know that's in me
Sneak dissing
Load up that semi
All my niggas I know they gone feel me
They already know my trigger finger itchy
I'm sipping HiTech and it's prolly with Simply
These rudy poo niggas they looking too fishy
I'm hitting your hoe up I just want a quicky
I bust off a nut and I give her a fifty
She ain't got my number I told her to kik me
I can't trust nobody, my life is too litty
I ain't never met the Cartel
But the boy move them bars well
All my niggas they be barnone
Took a leap of faith now we all gone
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Gotta go, Gotta go
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Yea
I be in it
I be
I be in it
Pull up, Nigga roll up
Do it, Nike check up
Hold up
I'm sick, I need a check up
Pour up, lay down
I need to rest up
I don't know none of these niggas
I don't owe none of these bitches
Pull up fall off in the kitchen
You already know how I'm whipping
Lay it out on the table she sniffing
She is living a fable she wishing
I am out here you know how I'm living
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Gotta go, Gotta go
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Money
Know that that's on me
Funny... acting
Know that's your homie
Greedy
Know that's in me
Sneak dissing
Load up that semi
All my niggas I know they gone feel me
They already know my trigger finger itchy
I'm sipping HiTech and it's prolly with Simply
These rudy poo niggas they looking too fishy
I'm hitting your hoe up I just want a quicky
I bust off a nut and I give her a fifty
She ain't got my number I told her to kik me
I can't trust nobody, my life is too litty
I ain't never met the Cartel
But the boy move them bars well
All my niggas they be barnone
Took a leap of faith now we all gone
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Gotta go, Gotta go
I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Woods
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