Gotta Get It
I gotta get it
I gotta ball
I need a bag comin for it all
If its not about money not takin the call
Bro hit him a stain now he hittin the mall
If he get too close then I'm sickin my dog
Plug through him the pack but I'm picking it off
I'm way too turnt brought the stick in the loft
White boy still shop he don't trip bout the cost
I gotta get it
I gotta ball
I need a bag comin for it all
If its not about money not takin the call
Bro hit him a stain now he hittin the mall
If he get too close then I'm sickin my dog
Plug through him the pack but I'm picking it off
I'm way too turnt brought the stick in the loft
White boy still shop he don't trip bout the cost
I made it out that jam but I had to take a loss
Everyday I'm hustlin but I'm not rick ross
Iced out shinin sunny brodie frost
In the cut rollin up I barely talk
I be doin the dash man I used to walk
We went to the A and got high like a hawk
If it's up then it's stuck like meat on a fork
Farrock baby
I'm from new york
Gotta problem let me know what's the issue
Gotta stay on point like a number two pencil
I don't do the beef but I got the utensils
Switchin them lanes hotboxin a rental
Used to spin the block just for somethin to get in to
I'm out of my mind told her I need some temple
We don't pop out poppin up like a pimple
Bounce bounce she makin it dribble
Controlling the rock she went straight down the middle
Roll a fat wood only break down a little
If I'm servin a jay break it down into kibbles
She like what I do how I talk make her giggle
I come through start shakin the block feel it jiggle
They showed they true colors now them boys the wiggles
A bunch of tekashis they eatin the skittles
Don't watch me better yet watch your mouth
I let off a few shots when I went to the south
I'm runnin to money you ran from a mouse
I ain't seen that boy yet since he ran from the house
He don't mean what he say run his mouth for the clout
If you put down that gun couldn't last in a bout
Got my hallows in this pistol I'm passin em out
Flyin pass em now get the bag then I'm out
I gotta get it
I gotta ball
I need a bag comin for it all
If its not about money not takin the call
Bro hit him a stain now he hittin the mall
If he get too close then I'm sickin my dog
Plug through him the pack but I'm picking it off
I'm way too turnt brought the stick in the loft
White boy still shop he don't trip bout the cost
I gotta ball
I need a bag comin for it all
If its not about money not takin the call
Bro hit him a stain now he hittin the mall
If he get too close then I'm sickin my dog
Plug through him the pack but I'm picking it off
I'm way too turnt brought the stick in the loft
White boy still shop he don't trip bout the cost
I gotta get it
I gotta ball
I need a bag comin for it all
If its not about money not takin the call
Bro hit him a stain now he hittin the mall
If he get too close then I'm sickin my dog
Plug through him the pack but I'm picking it off
I'm way too turnt brought the stick in the loft
White boy still shop he don't trip bout the cost
I made it out that jam but I had to take a loss
Everyday I'm hustlin but I'm not rick ross
Iced out shinin sunny brodie frost
In the cut rollin up I barely talk
I be doin the dash man I used to walk
We went to the A and got high like a hawk
If it's up then it's stuck like meat on a fork
Farrock baby
I'm from new york
Gotta problem let me know what's the issue
Gotta stay on point like a number two pencil
I don't do the beef but I got the utensils
Switchin them lanes hotboxin a rental
Used to spin the block just for somethin to get in to
I'm out of my mind told her I need some temple
We don't pop out poppin up like a pimple
Bounce bounce she makin it dribble
Controlling the rock she went straight down the middle
Roll a fat wood only break down a little
If I'm servin a jay break it down into kibbles
She like what I do how I talk make her giggle
I come through start shakin the block feel it jiggle
They showed they true colors now them boys the wiggles
A bunch of tekashis they eatin the skittles
Don't watch me better yet watch your mouth
I let off a few shots when I went to the south
I'm runnin to money you ran from a mouse
I ain't seen that boy yet since he ran from the house
He don't mean what he say run his mouth for the clout
If you put down that gun couldn't last in a bout
Got my hallows in this pistol I'm passin em out
Flyin pass em now get the bag then I'm out
I gotta get it
I gotta ball
I need a bag comin for it all
If its not about money not takin the call
Bro hit him a stain now he hittin the mall
If he get too close then I'm sickin my dog
Plug through him the pack but I'm picking it off
I'm way too turnt brought the stick in the loft
White boy still shop he don't trip bout the cost
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Writer(s): Juwan Young
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