MR GET THAT SHIT Lyrics

(Hey, hey, hey)

(Let's go, Let's go)

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Mr. Get That Bag

Mr. Get That Shit

Mr. Get That Bag

Do not stress about a bitch

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Mr. Get That Bag

Mr. Get That Shit

Mr. Get That Bag

Do not stress about a bitch

All that fucking pillow talking that's gonna make me pissed

Man I'm trying to see where the fuck the nigga live

Tell him Nina is outside tryna give him kiss

This ain't YouTube quit the subs, just go drop the diss

(Aye, aye, aye)

Man I pull up and I been with a banger

Feel like A Boogie girl cause Ima slay him

This ain't no college but everything major

If we gonna beef then you know that it's catered

I'm trying to bring it to you like a waiter

I'm trying to knock some hair off like a taper

You in my park and I feel like a ranger

(Hmm, hmm, hmm, yea)

I want the war I ain't fucking with peace

Niggas on edge when I be in the streets

I step on his face and my shoe start to crease

Bitch you made me mad as fuck

How this nigga gonna say he make plays when he ain't even driving huh?

Niggas rather act fake than tell you that they do not like you huh?

Hey, Hey, Hey

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Mr. Get That Bag

Mr. Get That Shit

Mr. Get That Bag

Do not stress about a bitch

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Mr. Get That Bag

Mr. Get That Shit

Mr. Get That Bag

Do not stress about a bitch

When I'm fresh up, out the wake up, I just do a hit

When I'm fresh up, out the wake up, I just do a hit

Fuck that trying to book a session trying to make a hit

Think that I'm a chiropractor tryna make his head spin

If a nigga talk to me he gon' get blitzed up

Fuck it punched up

Trying to cough a lung up?

All my niggas we some doctors so we leave him stitched up

But he need to fix his mouth cause he can never shut up

I don't want that nigga to die I want that nigga to live in fear

Whenever he see headlights he probably gonna look at that shit like a deer

Got a kickback with the bitches in here

I got your ex sucking dick up in here

Got your BM trying to get up in here

Told your kid you a bitch and it left him in tears

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Mr. Get That Bag

Mr. Get That Shit

Mr. Get That Bag

Do not stress about a bitch

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Mr. Get That Bag

Mr. Get That Shit

Mr. Get That Bag

Do not stress about a bitch

(And this shit gonna be like this forever nigga)

(I'm beefing till you die nigga)

(And fuck this shit, there's more than the streets we putting this shit in the music nigga)

(Fuck you too)

(I keep this shit real in this motherfucker)

(All this shit a freestyle bruh)

(And fuck what them niggas is saying man)

(Bitch)