Get Sturdy
(I got the sauce some drip)
(I got the sauce some drip)
(Aye wait)
(I got the sauce some drip)
(Left)
(Right)
(Left)
(Right)
I got the sauce some drip
Nigga he buggin tie his lace don't trip
Nigga I ain't putting no trust in a bitch
Every time I rap hol on I don't miss
I got the sauce some drip
Nigga he buggin tie his lace don't trip
Nigga I ain't putting no trust in a bitch
Every time I rap hol on I don't miss
I woke up optimistic
Gotta move fast can't be slow no autistic
Niggas be parasitic
But I swear to god that won't stop the tunnel vision
I love the guys we on a mission
I'm getting heard my recognition
My future is lovely it's premonitions
We keep getting blessed it's repetition
I know They loving my big drip
In love with the vibes imma city kid
They fuck with me nigga I'm big lit
Come fuck with me nigga you wish you did
Struggling hard I maneuvered
Negative vibes trust me I moved it
Was never a dummy them niggas was stupid
Cause I got the run up them niggas is losing
Yeah
(Slow it down)
Bring it back
Bring it back
Ok I got it acknowledged it
Smart nigga no scholarship
Talking money that's politic
Hot head I be slapping shit
My Heart is cold anemic
I could be grimey I mean it
Testing me is a NO NO
Fuck a bitch I don't trust hoes
Dick her down n' I get low
I'm getting money my dolo
I got the call so it's no smoke
My niggas is focused we chasing a bag
They Up the technology digital dash
These niggas ain't like that worry about cash
My niggas is focused we chasing a bag
They Up the technology digital dash
These niggas ain't like that worry about cash
(Aye)
(Woah)
(Aye)
(Woah)
(Aye)
(Aye)
Get lit
Get lit
Left leg up
Right leg up
Left leg up
Right leg up
Left leg up
Right leg up
Left leg up
Right leg up
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Aye
You getting money stop it
Money man I just worry 'bout profits
She think this lifestyle childish
My drip too sticky no stylist
Shine loud I just work in silence
Too fly Hold on I'm a cockpit
Tell my bitch hold up just mop it
Getting head I'm getting that knowledge
So good that hoe go to college
Oh she bad yes sir that's my bitch
I Speed on the pussy push mileage
'Nother 5k wait that's my wrist
I'm getting drippy like water
(I'm getting drippy like water)
He mad cause I'm fucking his daughter
(He mad cause I'm fucking his daughter)
Get sturdy
Get sturdy
Get sturdy
Get sturdy
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
(I got the sauce some drip)
(Aye wait)
(I got the sauce some drip)
(Left)
(Right)
(Left)
(Right)
I got the sauce some drip
Nigga he buggin tie his lace don't trip
Nigga I ain't putting no trust in a bitch
Every time I rap hol on I don't miss
I got the sauce some drip
Nigga he buggin tie his lace don't trip
Nigga I ain't putting no trust in a bitch
Every time I rap hol on I don't miss
I woke up optimistic
Gotta move fast can't be slow no autistic
Niggas be parasitic
But I swear to god that won't stop the tunnel vision
I love the guys we on a mission
I'm getting heard my recognition
My future is lovely it's premonitions
We keep getting blessed it's repetition
I know They loving my big drip
In love with the vibes imma city kid
They fuck with me nigga I'm big lit
Come fuck with me nigga you wish you did
Struggling hard I maneuvered
Negative vibes trust me I moved it
Was never a dummy them niggas was stupid
Cause I got the run up them niggas is losing
Yeah
(Slow it down)
Bring it back
Bring it back
Ok I got it acknowledged it
Smart nigga no scholarship
Talking money that's politic
Hot head I be slapping shit
My Heart is cold anemic
I could be grimey I mean it
Testing me is a NO NO
Fuck a bitch I don't trust hoes
Dick her down n' I get low
I'm getting money my dolo
I got the call so it's no smoke
My niggas is focused we chasing a bag
They Up the technology digital dash
These niggas ain't like that worry about cash
My niggas is focused we chasing a bag
They Up the technology digital dash
These niggas ain't like that worry about cash
(Aye)
(Woah)
(Aye)
(Woah)
(Aye)
(Aye)
Get lit
Get lit
Left leg up
Right leg up
Left leg up
Right leg up
Left leg up
Right leg up
Left leg up
Right leg up
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Hit it
Aye
You getting money stop it
Money man I just worry 'bout profits
She think this lifestyle childish
My drip too sticky no stylist
Shine loud I just work in silence
Too fly Hold on I'm a cockpit
Tell my bitch hold up just mop it
Getting head I'm getting that knowledge
So good that hoe go to college
Oh she bad yes sir that's my bitch
I Speed on the pussy push mileage
'Nother 5k wait that's my wrist
I'm getting drippy like water
(I'm getting drippy like water)
He mad cause I'm fucking his daughter
(He mad cause I'm fucking his daughter)
Get sturdy
Get sturdy
Get sturdy
Get sturdy
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
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