Get It Dance

(albüm: In Case We Never Speak Again - 2019)

(Doing the "get it" dance)
(Doing the "get it" dance)
(Do-do-do-do-do-doing the "get it" dance) Yeah, okay

Mama work, tryna bust her ass, bills overdue (Yeah)
Daddy gone, had to be the man, nigga always knew (Yeah)
That morning call, I'ma hit the door, I got bigger plans (Yeah)
Since a kid, I been on the floor, doing the "get it" dance (Le'go)

Fresh as fuck, Gucci on my toe, pistol in my pants (Uh)
Niggas hating, I just be like, "Oh, bitch, you been a fan" (Mane)
Getting paid, how I run the show, ain't no middle man (Nah)
Dog her out, hit her with the dub, bitch, I'm Killa Kam
Every (Every), day (Day), ice (Ice), off (Off)
Nigga play (What?), lights out (Bah)
Goddamn (Damn), motherfucker (Yeah)
Young nigga done came through this bitch stunting (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Mama work, had to bust her ass, bills overdue (Uh)
Daddy gone, had to be the man, nigga always knew (What)
That morning call, I was out the door, I got bigger plans (Yeah)
Since a kid, I been on the floor, doing the "get it" dance (Le'go)

Niggas owe, run a nigga door, I'ma need it in (Ayy)
Come and show, back up at your door, like the pizza man (Uh)
Off the floor, dripping head to toe, fly as Peter Pan
Damn, I take your ho and you won't see her 'gain
Nigga (Nigga), what your (What your), bank 'bout ('Bout)
Shawty, I been (I been), lost count (Count)
They be, lying (What?), but fuck it, mane (Yeah)
Started broke, now all the muh'fuckers know the name

Mama work, tryna bust her ass, bills overdue
Daddy gone, had to be the man, nigga always knew
That morning call, I was out the door, I got bigger plans
Since a kid, I been on the floor, doing the "get it" dance

Do-do-doing the "get it" dance
Do-do, "get it" dance
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-doing the "get it" dance
Yeah

Back when Tip was yelling, "King of the Dirty South," I was moving faster than a word of mouth
Long way home once I learned this route
Fuck your earning clout, we tryna earn amounts, gram we making turn to ounce
Can't front, that first thousand really turned me out
You don't know the feeling, I'm posing in mirrors
Back-to-back I keep counting shit like I'm holding a million
Whole lotta bumps in the road, but the growth was resilient
Who'd've ever think we'd take this shit from the floor to the ceilin'?
Diamonds on my neck, got this piece on a rope looking ign'ant
I ain't gotta brag, ask your bitch, she know I'm that nigga
Ain't no OG's or big homies, he's so independent
Nigga, I'm the star and I play for my own disposition
Blood of slave of a fresh off a boat, I could feel it
Knew that I would shine fluid, I just put my mind to it
Getting paid four different ways and you combine music
I'm tryna get the ticket like I'm speeding, fuck the swine, sue me