Getting to It

Its whip Nago

Man, I fuck around sleepwalk

Commit homicides in the booth

It’s whip

I knew it I knew it.

I motherfuckin knew it

Been through it been through it

Been motherfuckin through it

I Blew it I blew it

A check I fuckin blew it

Back to it back to it

Back motherfuckin to it.

Money we just getting to it

Beef and we can get into it

Pussy we just get into it

Like it’s Nike we just do it

Get to it get to it get to it getting to it

Get to it get to it get to it getting to it

Rise and grind get brain from a dime

But money’s on my mind all of the time

Monster for the green

Ight turn to Frankenstein

Best recognize you can’t hit my line

Unless money’s behind

And to remind Look me in my eyes

Unless you’re going blind

Make this shit digestible

But y’all don’t like your vegetables

I’m bout my green and decimals

You scary grow some testicles

Palms is itchy my girl is bitchy

Hit my line it’s busy I’m on my grizzy

She’s like where is he

Taking no commercial breaks

Paper chase with ankle weights

By her waist she’ll make a face

Time is money I can’t waste

Mind is in a different state

I cannot fake on fate do what it takes

To be aligned with greats

And their tour dates

Bout to pop the trunk

Not just to semi dump on punks

Sell this shit like a storefront

This shit hard as Kobe dunks

Quantum leaps of faith a jump

Speeding catching air on humps

Only gotta come up once

Tell them haters that

I knew it I knew it.

I motherfuckin knew it

Been through it been through it

Been motherfuckin through it

I Blew it I blew it

A check I fuckin blew it

Back to it back to it

Back motherfuckin to it.

Money we just getting to it

Beef and we can get into it

Pussy we just get into it

Like it’s Nike we just do it

Get to it get to it get to it getting to it

Get to it get to it get to it getting to it

Pain and gain in my brain ingrained

Thoughts are acid rain

Don’t know your name

They just know your fame

Swear they’re all the same

No sleep gang that’s the clique I claim

Till I go insane

We can’t hang only time to bang

Meet me at the range

Shawty got some kickback

When I hit that I can dig that

I’m working on my six pack

It cost for us to chitchat

Running red lights, cause a ****’s appetite

Might just eat the thick type only time I bite

Overtime expected last time I checked it

Never switch the method

My turn like an interception

Switch directions vetting

Run it back on whoever question

You do it for impressions

I’m letting out aggression

Keep it moving weather winner losing

I ain’t Snoozin

Songwriting while I’m cruising

Pop out suddenly like Susan

This stress is soothing.

Only thing I’m proving I ain’t human

I’m a machine when it’s fuming

Trying to tell you that

I knew it I knew it.

I motherfuckin knew it

Been through it been through it

Been motherfuckin through it

I Blew it I blew it

A check I fuckin blew it

Back to it back to it

Back motherfuckin to it.

Money we just getting to it

Beef and we can get into it

Pussy we just get into it

Like it’s Nike we just do it

Get to it get to it get to it getting to it

Get to it get to it get to it getting to it