Get Right
You think I care
But I don't give a fuck
And I promise you that
If I got a new bitch
Then she gotta be bad
And it's honestly weird
If you think that it's anything different
I do it for free
I don't pay them no pennies to listen
You jumping the gun and I ain't even mention a pistol
Your music like dental
It's fillers
Lil' bitch, I was sent to dismiss you
So don't take it personal
(Don't take it personal)
Don't take it back
This ain't the end of my story
No fading to black
Bitch, if my cadence is wack
Every word that you utter is low
If I blow, then I'm chiefing another
I keep it a hunnid
I keep it a buck
What the fuck?
What up? What up? What up?
What up?
Yeah
You know we ubiquitous
Even your mama, your grandmama
And your sister just really want
Wanna come sit with us
'Cause we the influence of the generation
In a pandemic
I still spit explicit
I ain't worried 'bout no fucking sanitation
Man, they try and mimic
But they never get it through the translation
Try and tell me I'm next up
Bitch, I've always been it
Are you fucking kidding?
Try and teach a lil' something 'bout how we living
Giving niggas lessons
Testing niggas like
I think a nigga might
Just hit it twice
I don't care if they black or white
Like Mike Jack
Make the city dance
Like it's thriller night
That's killer right?
(Uh)
Give me my kudos
I walk into judos
And teach 'em a lesson
The shit I be doing
Is so damn impressive
I just got a message from God
And he gave me his blessing
To fuck up the section
I need a rest but I'm cheffing, I'm cheffing, I'm cheffing
You staring
You wanna be wearing the shoes that I step in
Is Dan the one fucking it up?
Bitch, you guessed it
And you guessed right
Why they talking less like themselves?
And more like me
Like why I got four ID's and five houses
Shouting how that ain't true
And they thoughts on the EP
See me on the cover and you wonder why that ain't you
'Cause this my decision
Better watch with your eyes and listen
Get right
And you guessed right
Why they talking less
Like themselves?
Like themselves
Like themselves
And you guessed right
Why they talking less like themselves?
What the fuck?
What up? What up? What up?
What up?
And you guessed right
Why they talking less
Like themselves?
Like themselves
Like themselves
And you guessed right
Why they talking less
Like themselves?
Like themselves
But I don't give a fuck
And I promise you that
If I got a new bitch
Then she gotta be bad
And it's honestly weird
If you think that it's anything different
I do it for free
I don't pay them no pennies to listen
You jumping the gun and I ain't even mention a pistol
Your music like dental
It's fillers
Lil' bitch, I was sent to dismiss you
So don't take it personal
(Don't take it personal)
Don't take it back
This ain't the end of my story
No fading to black
Bitch, if my cadence is wack
Every word that you utter is low
If I blow, then I'm chiefing another
I keep it a hunnid
I keep it a buck
What the fuck?
What up? What up? What up?
What up?
Yeah
You know we ubiquitous
Even your mama, your grandmama
And your sister just really want
Wanna come sit with us
'Cause we the influence of the generation
In a pandemic
I still spit explicit
I ain't worried 'bout no fucking sanitation
Man, they try and mimic
But they never get it through the translation
Try and tell me I'm next up
Bitch, I've always been it
Are you fucking kidding?
Try and teach a lil' something 'bout how we living
Giving niggas lessons
Testing niggas like
I think a nigga might
Just hit it twice
I don't care if they black or white
Like Mike Jack
Make the city dance
Like it's thriller night
That's killer right?
(Uh)
Give me my kudos
I walk into judos
And teach 'em a lesson
The shit I be doing
Is so damn impressive
I just got a message from God
And he gave me his blessing
To fuck up the section
I need a rest but I'm cheffing, I'm cheffing, I'm cheffing
You staring
You wanna be wearing the shoes that I step in
Is Dan the one fucking it up?
Bitch, you guessed it
And you guessed right
Why they talking less like themselves?
And more like me
Like why I got four ID's and five houses
Shouting how that ain't true
And they thoughts on the EP
See me on the cover and you wonder why that ain't you
'Cause this my decision
Better watch with your eyes and listen
Get right
And you guessed right
Why they talking less
Like themselves?
Like themselves
Like themselves
And you guessed right
Why they talking less like themselves?
What the fuck?
What up? What up? What up?
What up?
And you guessed right
Why they talking less
Like themselves?
Like themselves
Like themselves
And you guessed right
Why they talking less
Like themselves?
Like themselves
Credits
Writer(s): Emmitt Leacock
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