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Gettin Off

 

Gettin Off

(álbum: The Gift 2 - 2018)


Da-da-dadum
Yeah
Top shotta
Ayy
Ayy

You don't wanna know how I woke up, you don't wanna know how I feel (How I feel)
Got everything I ever wanted and I'm stressing still (Stressing still)
Last nigga who played with me got stretched and killed
I ain't even been myself, been fucking with pills (Pop a perky)
I been moving like a ghost so niggas want me dead (Yeah)
I keep hearing rumors they got money on my head (Right)
Got my bitch scared, paranoid, chopper in the bed
Gotta keep a low
My bitch can't even go to the sto'
I be well abrupt
We pull up and let that AR blow
RIP, [?] was my baby that shit hurt fo' sho'
Bitch I'm getting 10 for a verse, 20 for a show
Got her out the mud (Yeah), nigga tryna steal my style of rhymes (Ooh)
Gazi on my line begging me to stock rival guns
Bet they our league, we try to Blitz, we let off desert eagles
I can feel it
In the air, I feel like Beanie Sigel (Ayy)
[?] (Buh)
[?] I see dead people (Huh)

Bitch it's Kash Doll
Why? 'Cause the rack's in
I got 20 in my duffel, that's the back end
I got 40 on my wrist, that's my left hand
Married to my money, Wells Fargo is my best man (Best man)
Bitch I been had it (Had it)
You just not getting it (Not getting it)
I pay cash for it (Ha)
This is not rented (Yeah)
So if your nigga pay for it that is my business (That's my business)
Don't get me started 'round this bitch 'cause I will not finish (Yeah)
Hit the club with my bitches just to blow something (Blow somethin')
He pulled up and ice me out, I guess he know something (Yeah he know)
Hair mink, coke mink, I don't wear Pink (Drip)
100K around my neck, big diamond link (Yeah)
I did the Masi, did the Audi, did the Wagon (Skrrt)
Them bitches really ain't my style, still had the Aston (I'm like "Shit")
The Bentley truck is on the way still wrapped in plastic (Facts)
Ass fat, you can look but don't grab it (Ooh)
My brothers with me, they gon' tip 'em niggas extra
I'm the only doll that had the Bentley parked on Dexter

Yeah
Them solitary 60 pointers looking [?] on me
Federal people lurking getting [?] on it
My under bucket got a stash on a hundred cash
Ayy where them niggas say they from? You know I had to ask
Package rap, he a cat and that's what got him taxed
Snatch his chain, you gon' die, I don't want it back
40 black [?] when niggas take a trip
That nigga smack, he just popped another naked bitch
That nigga smack sitting down for some gangsta shit
I'm the type to get a nigga smacked for his latest skit (Ayy)
Landlord, pay your rent or get that 30 day (Ayy)
I'ma sacrifice my freedom tryna twerk a play (Ayy)
I'ma sacrifice my freedom for this murder game
Ayy where I'm from you gotta catch one by a certain age
Yeah, European looking gorgeous 'til I turn a lane
I play the mirror, scared of crime man, there's smirkish ways

You gotta take a risk to get this fast money
Fast forward, bitches drip bottles on my dashboard (Yeah)
I'm the goat
One thing I can say is I ain't ask for it (I didn't)
Bitches love me, come give me they money
I got plans for it (Plans for us)
Ice her up
Get that boy a chopper, he been acting out (Acting bad)
Fuck them clout
I could flood the city when it's in a drought (Watch me)
What's my name?
Fuck her good, gotta tell 'em what's her name (Talk too much)
Fuck some fan, when I got a chain before I had a name (Big boss)
Young nigga
Came up bought the rock, bitch I feel like damn (Yeah)
Hit him in his top with that chop, I worked on my aim (Oh)
Leave a thousand shells on your block, that shit look like the rain
Got a [?], my cup ain't got no stains

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