Get Em

N**gas looking like they mad

What he saying though

Won't use my hands I'ma let them rubberbands go

New b**ch and she bad though my ex a sad ho

Fall off in the club pants saggin' smoking mad dro

Mad dog I'ma grind full time I can't slow up

Fifty grand with the lean all eyes on me I can't pour up

Michael Jackson bad all these h**s calling me thriller

Got a nickname in my section and you might know me as

Get em

Cause I get 'em

Pockets lookin' like munchkins

Her booty lookin' like pumpkins

Got a toolie on me I'm thugging

Wanna' do me something it's nothing

This one goes to those who live illegal all day

Hustle sun up to sun up tryna' get it always

I'm a grinder shots fired

Big I miss ya this sh*t different hold up lighters

Infiniti truck see me

Not much eating but f**k sleeping

That n**ga a f**k boy gun touch people not much either

Outside with the loud mouth n**ga broke your jaw you fouled out

Roundabouts don't f**k with me

If they f**k with me then it's blaow blaow

Jean jacket with the Timbs on got tattoos on my neck

Nobody needs nobody now I say cut the check

N**gas looking like they mad

What he saying though

Won't use my hands I'ma let them rubberbands go

New b**ch and she bad though my ex a sad ho

Fall off in the club pants saggin' smoking mad dro

Mad dog I'ma grind full time I can't slow up

Fifty grand with the lean all eyes on me I can't pour up

Michael Jackson bad all these h**s calling me thriller

Got a nickname in my section and you might know me as

Get em

Cause I get 'em

I'ma lean in throw left jabs

Side step with the left hook

Right hand lead like Ali

I'm a sh*t talker that read books

Plain Jane my best look

Ain't complaining bout my left foot

Fifteen cavities yeah this team in back of me

That'll be fixed when the song over

Syrup faucet just got cut off

N**ga been sipping strong doses

Club soda doctor visits

Sent soldiers on mobster missions

Thinking my condition top condition

Feel the world should move for me

They ain't got no cure for me

B**ch say ain't no pull for me

All I seen in real vibrant colors

Stand for nothing you'll die for something

Terrance Hines just went to jail

The good Lord sat him down for something

Reason being we'll never know

I made money I sacrificed

They say lifes a gamble for example ride or dice

N**gas looking like they mad

What he saying though

Won't use my hands I'ma let them rubberbands go

New b**ch and she bad though my ex a sad ho

Fall off in the club pants saggin' smoking mad dro

Mad dog I'ma grind full time I can't slow up

Fifty grand with the lean all eyes on me I can't pour up

Michael Jackson bad all these h**s calling me thriller

Got a nickname in my section and you might know me as

Get em

Cause I get 'em