Get It Done

Yea

Aye nigga hating think this shit is easy get it done then

How you hating from the fucking bleachers you ain't done shit

How you talking like you the big dog but you my son kid

Cop a Royce and then I took them stars right to the Sunset

And I'm done fucking with hoes

They play with yo emotions and distract you from yo goals

I say what's my mind and then she put that on her soul then she lie

But I ain't tripping bout no bitch and what she say cause she ain't mine

I ain't arguing with no hoe nomore so bitch don't waste my time

Bitch don't play me like no sucka ass lil nigga u might die

I got red up in my cup don't blow me up I'm feeling right