Really Don't Get It

Ayy-yuh, ayy, ayy-yuh
Ayy-yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy, what?

Really don't get it
I got the business
She say she love me (Yup)
I got the mistress (Mistress)
Feel like I got this stress
Flash, like I'm in the press
I am the witness
Bitch, you can feel this, Ooh!

Pulling all these triggers with emotion, it figures
I got this itching on me
And I swear, I don't got any chiggers look at the bigger picture, no
I don't wanna get witcha and if you died today, no I would not fucking miss ya

No, I will not fucking miss ya (Nah)
Ride around town with the stigma, uh
Boy, I ride around with enigma (Yeah)
Can't hear me, where's the signal? (Signal)
Please stop staring with the insults, bitch (Insults)
I earned my own charisma (Charisma)
Yeah, my flow so abysmal (Abysmal)
When I pop off, I won't miss ya (No, I won't miss you)
When I pop off, I won't miss ya (Nah)
When I pop off, I won't miss ya, aye
When I pop off, I won't miss ya

I really don't get it (Nah)
I got the business (Yeah)
She say she love me
I got the mistress
Run around, running that mouth boy
Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy
Biting all these motherfuckers while I'm undercover
Artist of the year, I'll discover, get a little slice of butter
But I guess you can't believe that
Really thought you could keep secrets

Smile on my face, yuh
Best believe that
You just want a taste, yuh
While I'm bleeding
Eyesight, Bye Bye
Tonight, I die
Inside, why lie?
Fly by (Fly by)
Come down, now

When I drop in looking pretty
You the class clown, man you looking silly
Really though, really though, really
Know I got the sub bumping through the whole city
Really did it by myself, yeah
I don't need nobody help, no
Yeah, I'm repeating myself, yeah
But you just don't get the message, nah
I just ride around town uh, with the mains, yeah
Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this
I just ride around town uh, with the mains, yeah
Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this
Run with the switch
Bet that body hit the ditch (Uh)
Love when it hits
Catch me gnarly with the shits (Uh)

I really don't get it
I got the business
She say she love me
I got the mistress
Run around, running that mouth boy
Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy
Biting all these motherfuckers while I'm undercover
Artist of the year, I'll discover, get a little slice of butter
But I guess you can't believe that
Really thought you could keep secrets
Ooh