GOTIT

Got it, yeah
Got it, huh
Got it, got it
Got it, yeah
Got it, who
Yeah we got it
Got it, yeah
Got it, huh
Got it, got it
Got it, yeah
Got it, who
Yeah we got it

Tell me what you need
Let's see what's left on the shelf
I'm talkin pounds of lean green
You can't smoke it yourself
You didn't see it coming
You weren't ready for that
These words so god damn fast
Make your grandma collapse
See this what she invision when she thinkin of hell
And she don't want you buying anything that we sell
It sounds too god damn gritty and we talk about pot
At least we don't talk about shooting the cops
See everything I say comes with intent and spit
All you motherfuckers just wish I would quit, but
I've got some things, to get, off my chest
I ain't got time, to sit here and rest
Up at 8, for a class, where I bearly listen
Brush my teeth bust my ass for no god damn reason
Degrees is just a piece a paper scholarships n peers n staplers
Passing tests n losing time on all the shit that's good in life

Got it, yeah
Got it, huh
Got it, got it
Got it, yeah
Got it, who
Yeah we got it
Got it, yeah
Got it, huh
Got it, got it
Got it, yeah
Got it, who
Yeah we got it



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Writer(s): August Hagen
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