Out The Bed
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have u dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Tell that man fuck off
Go suck a dick
Tell em von back
With that new summer hit
Its lit
Fucking all these girls
I swear i'm legit
Stacking so much cash
Buy a bank in this bitch
Walking down the street
Got these new j's on my feet
Pull up in my lambo
At the same swap meet
Think i'm going to cop these
Im going to rock these
Chunky dunky shoes
Yeah they look good on me
Ay
Brand new day
See my neighbors tell them hey
Big smile on my face
I came in first place
Swear I never lose a race
One thing I chase
Shout out to my fans
Cause they take care of me
They been rocking with me since day one
No permission, i'm going to just go and take some
Get that money girl, yeah, go and shake some
If its negative then you better go and run
Bitch
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Acting like you tough, you aint deserve shit
Trying to be a boss, but you aint earn it
Ay
Who are you?
You ain't gotta clue
What your going to do
Now you hate the world
Cause it ain't given back to you
All you care about is shoes
And you did bad in school
Twenty k in debt
You looking like a fucking fool
Face covered in drool
Sitting on a wooden stool
Thought you was on top
But you on a fake pedestal
I get so much ass
That my toilet get jealous
Feel myself too much
Now they call me overzealous
All my life
I embellish
Hot dog
No relish
Hate my music all you want
But you still gone feel it
Ay
Bet you hear me now, y'all gone feel it
They trying to hold me down, I'm going to still kill it
You a fucking clown, and i'm still the realest
Call me ice man, cause i'm still the chillest
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have u dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Tell that man fuck off
Go suck a dick
Tell em von back
With that new summer hit
Its lit
Fucking all these girls
I swear i'm legit
Stacking so much cash
Buy a bank in this bitch
Walking down the street
Got these new j's on my feet
Pull up in my lambo
At the same swap meet
Think i'm going to cop these
Im going to rock these
Chunky dunky shoes
Yeah they look good on me
Ay
Brand new day
See my neighbors tell them hey
Big smile on my face
I came in first place
Swear I never lose a race
One thing I chase
Shout out to my fans
Cause they take care of me
They been rocking with me since day one
No permission, i'm going to just go and take some
Get that money girl, yeah, go and shake some
If its negative then you better go and run
Bitch
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Acting like you tough, you aint deserve shit
Trying to be a boss, but you aint earn it
Ay
Who are you?
You ain't gotta clue
What your going to do
Now you hate the world
Cause it ain't given back to you
All you care about is shoes
And you did bad in school
Twenty k in debt
You looking like a fucking fool
Face covered in drool
Sitting on a wooden stool
Thought you was on top
But you on a fake pedestal
I get so much ass
That my toilet get jealous
Feel myself too much
Now they call me overzealous
All my life
I embellish
Hot dog
No relish
Hate my music all you want
But you still gone feel it
Ay
Bet you hear me now, y'all gone feel it
They trying to hold me down, I'm going to still kill it
You a fucking clown, and i'm still the realest
Call me ice man, cause i'm still the chillest
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Get your ass up
Out the bed
Go and get your bread
Acting like a bitch
In these streets
Its gone have you dead
What the fuck I said
Get it through your fucking head
Gotta stack your cash
Tell your boss
He can kiss your ass
Credits
Writer(s): Davon Saunders
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