Let's Get It!

(Damjonboi) Shit, Jon-man Shit, let's get it (shit) Cloud of smoke from the 'Woods and the 'Vette spinnin' Turnt a crumb to a loaf, we be breadwinnin' (hey) Voice changer on a ham, I be head splittin' (ha) I ain't even use an app, I'm off ten whippets Taught the dog a new trick, I'm playin' fetch with it (atta boy) Cuddy, he ain't got an L's, in the 'Rex whippin' Red sippin', how my cup look, you think I bled in it (ah) .308s like badda-boom, I bet that vest rippin' (brrp) I was feelin' out of reach before the jet lifted (yoom) Dog food and Hellcats, we ain't pet sittin' I can sell a body in the hood like I'm Craigslistin' (yup) You don't wanna cross that line, you'll be X finished (blender) Playin' with our name, I bet we pay respect visits Layin' with your bitch in y'all bed, havin' sex in it Course I got the neck with it, pocket change, ten strippin' Me and Mitch in Birmingham, good Revive visits When I fly MIA, it's Design District When we mob NYC, it be SoHo Melrose when we out west, you should know, bro Left him stuck, froze, now his fish bowl a snowglobe (brrp) Bitch tryna make a movie, junk, pass the GoPro We ain't even gotta add effects, sip in slow-mo Only thing I'm dodgin' in this Chally is the po-pos All this (shh), could turn the 'burbs to a dope zone (hey) Had to break ties, doggy broke the bro code (corn) Need to go to urgent care, I'm sick of broke hoes Tell a bitch, "The truth hurts, it's better if you don't know" (swear) Show you that you lil' bro and make you go home Plug takin' all day, he throwin' off my mojo Bricks and punches all around, this a dojo Fill a Solo up with Stily, I'll kill it by my dolo I can't even pump my gas, they want a photo (damn) Pass a yerky to my ese, he go loco (fuck) PLR get to kickin' like it's Bolo I don't need my vision in that deep end, Marco Polo (nope) Fuck a strike three, he on his third out Walkin' out of Berner's with more Cookies than a Girl Scout Pull up to the function, back in, then I swerve out It might grow wings and fly away, this the bird house Shit, I always knew that this is how it'd turn out I be grindin' nine to five, but I ain't take the work route I be workin' eight to eight, you think I had a job? Ganger hoppin' out the tour bus, they thinkin' that's the mob (it's us) Spinaroonie on a ho, can you dig it? (Can you dig it?) If I send the load through, can you get it? Split it? Flip it? Handle the logistics? Boy, my shooter beat the case, they ain't have accurate ballistics (nope) Shit, let's get it (shit) Cloud of smoke from the 'Woods and the 'Vette spinnin' Turnt a crumb to a loaf, we be breadwinnin' (hey) Voice changer on a ham, I be head splittin' (ha) I ain't even use an app, I'm off ten whippets Taught the dog a new trick, I'm playin' fetch with it (atta boy) Cuddy, he ain't got an L's, in the 'Rex whippin' Red sippin', how my cup look, you think I bled in it (ah)