Get It Lyrics

(Ini mini manimo catch a pussy nigga, hold him up by his toe)

I remember them days I was broke, I was down on my ass

Had to get up and get it

Now they see pop out in that white beamer coupe

And Im posted in there with a fifty

Fucc around like Im pussy lil nigga

You get hit with this fire lil nigga

They like "Bouff, where you been?"

I been getting this money and living too comfortably nigga

They like Damn, this nigga pressure... you know he be spazzin fo real

When you living the life that you rapping about

You know all of these niggas gon feel

They know ain't no cap in my rap aha, ain't no reason to lie

Ask your boyfriend about me, he know Im that guy

"How many hoes you done got?" I got 3 to the power of 5

Dropped the EP on 'em, made the billboard again

And then we went and charted on 'em

Okay labels want talk? cool. If it ain't bout a millie Im thru

I ain't beefin' with none of these niggas

Who ain't in the same tax braccet as me

I ain't beefin' with none of these niggas

Who gotta line up for the club and still go pay a fee

Say she likin' my chain and she diggin the shine

She dont know that it came off the necc of a Opp

Didn't give him no feature, he dissed on the net

Till I caught him in person and now its all love yeah yeah yeah

Stacc's on stacc's, I done made alotta racc's

They know who run the city, its facts on facts

Pushin P like Im Diddy, Aha Aha

I remember them days I was broke, I was down on my ass

Had to get up and get it

Now they see pop out in that white beamer coupe

And Im posted in there with a fifty

Fucc around like Im pussy lil nigga

You get hit with this fire lil nigga

They like "Bouff, where you been?"

I been getting this money and living too comfortably nigga

See, I got me some niggas all up in my DM

Who textin like "Bro please stop fucc'n my bitch"

Well it is what it is, too fucc'n bad that Bouff do whatever the fucc that he want

She said he want me gone, that boy ran outta lucc

He dont know Imma steppa, I handle my business

Fucc all they hood, too official to claim shit

Got nuff of a bag to put downpayment on it

Fucc all the Opps it dont matter what city you in

Yo ass still gon get hit with that pin

See I got me some lawyers, got caught in some shit

But my ass beat the case cuz a nigga ain't shake

Im sorry your honour, dont condone the violence

Im only a rapper, this shit entertainment

Told my bae dont you worry I got me some shootas

Some steppas from Toronto straight to the Bay

Say she likin' my chain and she diggin the shine

She dont know that it came off the necc of a Opp

Didn't give him no feature, he dissed on the net

Till I caught him in person and now its all love yeah yeah yeah

Stacc's on stacc's, I done made alotta racc's

They know who run the city, its facts on facts

Pushin P like Im Diddy, Aha Aha

I remember them days I was broke, I was down on my ass

Had to get up and get it

Now they see pop out in that white beamer coupe

And Im posted in there with a fifty

Fucc around like Im pussy lil nigga

You get hit with this fire lil nigga

They like "Bouff, where you been?"

I been getting this money and living too comfortably nigga

I remember them days I was broke, I was down on my ass

Had to get up and get it

Now they see pop out in that white beamer coupe

And Im posted in there with a fifty

Fucc around like Im pussy lil nigga

You get hit with this fire lil nigga

They like "Bouff, where you been?"

I been getting this money and living too comfortably nigga

Ini mini manimo catch a pussy nigga, hold him up by his toe

Ini mini manimo catch a pussy nigga, hold him up by his toe

Ini mini manimo catch a pussy nigga, hold him up by his toe

Ini mini manimo catch a pussy nigga, hold him up by his toe

"Imma send that bacc and then I think we good to go on this first tracc

There's gonna be more bro, so lets just keep rocc'n out

Keep puttin' out this good ass shit"