you know mitae – let’s get it lyrics
[chorus]
lets get it n-gga, (yea)
run up that money, then add up them digits
take care of yo family, then handle that business
that money keep piling, and piling, and piling lets get it
count up them dub’s and 50’s, and shoe box that money
feel like i’m paid forever, jimmy just give me them guns
can’t even trip on that b-tch, she ain’t even mines
i just go f-ck it and p-ss it again
feel like a scat, how i’m scam, rap, trapping again
i was just fresh off the feild with snakes (slime)
eating all rats, i got food on the plate
im just too paid n’ full, just to go beef with a n-gga
it’s a price to every ticket, why go beef with a n-gga?
go pull off them hunnits, when they gone keep it 100?
stuffing my pockets with 100’s
we flooding them streets like the 80’s
lets add a lil 20 and keep it 100
i can’t never settle down with nun of these b-tches (h-ll na)
ima just drip till i drown, feeling like gunna
coming stright out the city, the south (southside)
i was just fresh out the spot (spot life)
i was just fresh off the block (block life), with dope feins
i had to go get it
[verse]
had to go get it
say i wouldn’t make it to 20, i had to go get it
had to go run up a ticket, double back got a 40
extended my glee hold a 30
just in case a n-gga wanna get it
i just been sipping, they spilling
still screaming long live to all my dawgs
thats locked away in the pin
cause they been gone for days
julio my money get longer by day
julio he got yo b-tch wide open
hennessy get that b-tch wide open
she popping them perks and get wide open
she suck on my d-ck and get wide open
we shoot at them n-ggas they wide open
that trap been bumping its wide open
24/7, 7 days out the week, gotta get it
money comes first that the motto, lets get it
one in the head that a full clip, get it
thats another body count, that you gotta count it
feel like a trap god, like uncle guwop
i just been spelling my souf with a ”f”
that just stand for f-ck everybody else
even done aged from 11 to 13
knowing d-mn well i can’t f-ck with 12
[chorus]
lets get it n-gga, (yea)
run up that money, then add up them digits
take care of yo family, then handle that business
that money keep piling, and piling, and piling lets get it
count up them dub’s and 50’s, and shoe box that money
feel like i’m paid forever, jimmy just give me them guns
can’t even trip on that b-tch, she ain’t even mines
i just go f-ck it and p-ss it again
feel like a scat, how i’m scam, rap, trapping again
i was just fresh off the feild with snakes (slime)
eating all rats, i got food on the plate
im just too paid n’ full, just to go beef with a n-gga
it’s a price to every ticket, why go beef with a n-gga?
go pull off them hunnits, when they gone keep it 100?
stuffing my pockets with 100’s
we flooding them streets like the 80’s
lets add a lil 20 and keep it 100
i can’t never settle down with nun of these b-tches (h-ll na)
ima just drip till i drown, feeling like gunna
coming stright out the city, the south (southside)
i was just fresh out the spot (spot life)
i was just fresh off the block (block life), with dope feins
i had to go get it
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