MR. GET IT DONE Lyrics

They want nigga to spazz well kiss my ass

I'm teaching class

Whack Boi better than ever

Yall niggas can't put it together

I'm clever than clever, Her head so sick

I was feeling under the weather

Im Mr.Get it Done, Did that, did this, still no son

Shine so bright, when I make a girl hum,

Feeling on her bum, said it's so good when I'm in her tummy tum tum

Had to go Dumb to the 301, to the 410

Really showing niggas love, that no one knows

From coast to coast, The Kids See Ghost

To the most high, Imma touch the sky

Next up in the city, Looking extra fly

Im Mr. Get it Done, Someone testify

If you didn't get the bar, Nigga press rewind

No one knows who

You are

What you do

You a star

No one knows who

You are

What you do

You a star

He's Mr. Get It Done, Mr. Get It Done

Mr. Get It Done, Mr. Get It Done

Mr, Mr, Mr, Mr, Mr, Mr,

Mr. Get It Done

Man, y'all gotta be kidding me

I don't got any enemies

Never giving the energy to, niggativities

I was fucking niggas bitches, when I got into my teens

Aging only made it worse, and now I'm living with a curse, Aye

Guess who don't thirst

Over any model I guess, I'm first

Loop it back around, Aye

Now these niggas moving different, They don't really see the vision

They ain't really bout they business, with my lyrics building tension

My intention, Is to never give a fuck about attention

And I'm leaning on deciding my decision

Do I really give her silence or forgiveness

I don't want to be menace, but it's getting kinda bad

Real fast, gotta slow down, stand back

Now these Niggas getting mad, where the hands at

No one knows who

You are

What you do

You a star

No one knows who

You are

What you do

You a star

He's Mr. Get It Done, Mr. Get It Done

Mr. Get It Done, Mr. Get It Done

Mr, Mr, Mr, Mr, Mr, Mr,

Mr. Get It Done