Get It Done ft. Flacko Lyrics

He in danger now

Catch him we gon bang it out

Fuck whatchu talking bout

Bullets get to sparking out

Hell yeah we popping out

Shoota he just caught an opp

Spin the block double back

My Jits steady catching hats

Flacko you know dem boys just cap

Ace they don't want a war take em off the map

Fuck it let me know and we on his ahhh

Shit say less imma load up all these macs

I'm finna crash out clutching tools they gonna make the news

Mane they a fuckin lie they know dat we the truth

Devil in my ear aint no man dat I fear

Glocks fn's chops play around get shot

Got the drop we sliding back and you Know we double dat

Now I'm back the block hot

Pray to god u don't get caught

Pray the judge don't gimme time

Finna do this fuckin crime

Yeah u know them boys just lyin

Ducking smoke they scared of dying

Heard krakka start complying

He said he was terrified

Dat boy know dat he a bitch

Addicted to these glocks and commas

Come around we start a problem

And detectives ain't gon solve em

Free lul Dale out that cell

When he comeback rasing hell

Neva hesitated all them Otha's faking

Was tryna chill but demon dey awaken

We ain't like dem Pussys we don't fw them

Cw n Atg we ain't like the rest of em

Purging thru yo block

Riding with my Glock

One false move then yo ass could get shot

Everybody getting dropped

Let me catch an opp outside

We gon catch a homicide

Boy don't play bullets fly

They gon hit u where u ride

Betta watch out before we pop out

Talking shit bring them glocks out

Everybody want a problem until

My ahh start to rock out

He in danger now

Catch him we gon bang it out

Fuck whatchu talking bout

Bullets get to sparking out

Hell yeah we popping out

Shoota he just caught an opp

Spin the block double back

My Jits steady catching hats

Man you know them boys is lying

Who gon slide for real

Man you know I bring da steel

Fuck it man let's do a drill

I been itching for a kill

Brand new FN out da lot

Got it on me keep it tucked

Run up on me get fucked

Peace Im finna disrupt

Betta not diss us

Cause yo ass been kissing up

You know what up with us

Fuck around and get turned to dust

Making money thats a must

And dis 9 I only trust

Saying they dis that

Boy get yo shit slapped

Fuck em let my demons out

You know that we been scheming now

Saw me and you ain't say nun

Thought u was a killa u a clown

Glock started singing motha fuckin clap em down

Ooo it's a motha fucking murdaa

This some shit that you never heard of

My demons screaming kill 'em kill 'em

Fucking drill em drill em

They screaming it's a homicide

Please spare my fucking life

Twon lit them up and it's straight to

A pack tonight

Cw and Atg taking all deez fucking flights

Hit him with this Fn

He won't make a sound when he dies

He in danger now

Catch him we gon bang it out

Fuck whatchu talkin bout

Bullets get to sparking out

Hell yeah we popping out

Shoota he just caught an opp

Spin the block double back

My Jits steady catching hats