Get it (feat. Jun B)

Ch-ch-ch, yeah, yeah, yeah, Lou D, D, Lambo, Ching, Ching, Yee
Hopped up off the stoop, all I wanted was some money
Fuck myself, never came, nobody take it from me
I be workin', I be workin', doin' overtime, shifts

Tryna make that money long, gotta get it off the rips
Young and tryna get it, get it, get it, get it
One foot on the gas, y'all niggas never last
Put this bullet to you, yeah, blast from the past

One foot on the pedal, yeah, this on the gas
Yeah, yeah, I come to you with the mask
I'm tryna get it, I'm never tryna split it
Your girl wants me, she always tryna hear it

Y'all niggas fear it, y'all nigga, it's hilarious
Yeah, and y'all niggas never seen this
I'm tryna do my thing, yeah, I'm tryna do my thing
Run from the feds, yeah, the opps be dead

Yeah, yeah, and I go get it
And you niggas already know, Lambo gon' spit it
Hopped up off the stoop, all I wanted was some money
I told myself, never came, nobody take it from me

I be workin', I be workin', doin' overtime, shifts
Tryna make that money long, gotta get it off the rips
Young and tryna get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Been gettin' it on them streets, I be gettin' it on these beats

You lookin' at my feet, you sayin' they so discreet
So fresh, so fly, what I do, I'm stayin' high
Me and my people sayin' bye, to the opps, they gotta die
Niggas don't play no games, gotta get the money, nigga, what the fame

Fuck around, man, I'll hang you with this chain
Pluck around, man, I don't play no games
PlayStation, only place that I'm playin' games
Y'all motherfuckers on the streets, actin' lame

All your jewelry fake, and that's a shame
Don't get it for 79.99, it's 7999
That's 7,000, you know I'm mine
Half a buck's due, all I wanted was some money

I told myself never, can't nobody take it from me
I be workin', I be workin', doin' overtime, shifts
Tryna make that money long, gotta get it off the rips
Young and tryna get it, get it, get it, get it



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Writer(s): Lewis Moon
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