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Get Along
by ARwittascope
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Let me turn the music up so they don't hear us
Have you ever had a nigga give you real love
It be hard to fall in love cause I don't feel much
And I don't even want that shit if it ain't sealed up
I kick that bitch out, next day, she still come
Ayy, AR with a scope, I go real dumb
I might have to rob that niggaa when the deal done
I might pop another Percocet if I don't feel nothin
I don't know
Drop your location, okay, I'll go
Keep it low-key, okay, I know
There ain't no way you came alone
Baby, bring your friends, baby, we could get along
Off the drink, I'm just tryna get her home
In love with the money, me and money get along
I'm just tryna teach you what is really right from wrong
I'm just tryna get you for the night, then send you home
Everybody tough until they lookin' at the chrome
She gon' blow a niggaa phone till a nigga home
God, please forgive me every time I do wrong
Ayy, R.I.P. my niggas, that's already gone
AR get the guap, bitch, I'm already knowin
know that they be hatin' when I'm slidin' in a foreign
I just put new rims on the whip and it look gorgeous
Shawty lookin' at me like how could even afford that
Ayy, ayy, I want all of that
Ayy, I just want that geek
Ayy, I don't wanna chat
Ayy, shawty feelin' me
Ayy, where the problem at
Ayy, I was broke and shit
And now you want me back?
The plug know I get the work, I'm finna double that
I keep it real from the jump, and I stuck with that
And that lil' 22, please don't up with that
AR with a scope, I'll put you in a body bag
I been gettin' to the guap, so they probably mad
We don't smoke the same, cause this is exotic gas
Ain't no duckin' when that motherfuckin' shotty blast
Niggas trippin' over a bitch that probably had
And if you catch me in the whip, then it's probably fast
Niggas say they doin' shit that they never have
I just got a new bitch with a better ass
And if you up that motherfucker, then you better blast
I was hangin' on the block, you was still in class
Sippin' wokhardt, every time I'm feelin' bad
When I was fucked up, how you turn away from me
Things get tough, and you just gon' turn your back
Things get tough, and you just gon'
Brand new glock I might up with that
Fuckin' on this bitch, I delete her when she call me but really
I don't know
Let me turn the music up so they don't hear us
Have you ever had a nigga give you real love
It be hard to fall in love cause I don't feel much
And I don't even want that shit if it ain't sealed up
I kick that bitch out, next day, she still come
Ayy, AR with a scope, I go real dumb
I might have to rob that niggaa when the deal done
I might pop another Percocet if I don't feel nothin
I don't know
Drop your location, okay, I'll go
Keep it low-key, okay, I know
There ain't no way you came alone
Baby, bring your friends, baby, we could get along
Off the drink, I'm just tryna get her home
In love with the money, me and money get along
I'm just tryna teach you what is really right from wrong
I'm just tryna get you for the night, then send you home
Everybody tough until they lookin' at the chrome
She gon' blow a niggaa phone till a nigga home
God, please forgive me every time I do wrong
Ayy, R.I.P. my niggas, that's already gone
AR get the guap, bitch, I'm already knowin
know that they be hatin' when I'm slidin' in a foreign
I just put new rims on the whip and it look gorgeous
Shawty lookin' at me like how could even afford that
Ayy, ayy, I want all of that
Ayy, I just want that geek
Ayy, I don't wanna chat
Ayy, shawty feelin' me
Ayy, where the problem at
Ayy, I was broke and shit
And now you want me back?
The plug know I get the work, I'm finna double that
I keep it real from the jump, and I stuck with that
And that lil' 22, please don't up with that
AR with a scope, I'll put you in a body bag
I been gettin' to the guap, so they probably mad
We don't smoke the same, cause this is exotic gas
Ain't no duckin' when that motherfuckin' shotty blast
Niggas trippin' over a bitch that probably had
And if you catch me in the whip, then it's probably fast
Niggas say they doin' shit that they never have
I just got a new bitch with a better ass
And if you up that motherfucker, then you better blast
I was hangin' on the block, you was still in class
Sippin' wokhardt, every time I'm feelin' bad
When I was fucked up, how you turn away from me
Things get tough, and you just gon' turn your back
Things get tough, and you just gon'
Brand new glock I might up with that
Fuckin' on this bitch, I delete her when she call me but really
I don't know
