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Get Along
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Get Along was released on August 26, 2022 by Feltone as a part of the album Godspeed
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Release DateAugust 26, 2022
LabelFeltone
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Surf
Surf
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amir Benjamin
Amir Benjamin
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Yeah)
Yeah, you can get your shit folded, do 'em like a lawn chair (A lawn chair)
I feel like an alien, I swear, I don't belong here (Belong here)
Huh, money long, yeah
Foreign bitch got long hair (Long, yeah, yeah)
Facin' what I smoke, that boy like Al Capone (Like Al Capone, yeah)
This my world, I promise, I can't do no wrong here (Can't do no wrong, yeah)
At the bank, the broke **** don't get along here (Don't get along here)
Yeah, there goes Surf
Fresh to death, I need a hearse (Yeah)
This girl askin' for her purse
She gon' have to fuck me first
I can't trust nobody else (No)
'Cause they all done did me dirt (Yeah)
Spent the weekend with my granny
She think I just need some church (Ha)
Spent a ten piece up in Neiman (Yeah)
I don't know this bitch, she tweakin' (Tweakin')
Forget about him, got amnesia (Ha)
He ain't gang, he just be leechin' (Yeah)
I just fuck her, I don't need her (No)
I need Franklins like Aretha (Yeah)
I'm in Louis, spendin' blueies (Okay)
Told the cashier, "Nice to meet you" (Hi)
Yeah, R-U-I-N-E-D, bitch, this shit 4L (Bitch, this shit 4L)
I'm on vacation, I don't BnB
Bitch, I like hotels (I like hotels)
Can't trust these bitches
They gon' find your weakness, then go cast a spell (Yeah, yeah)
Can't trust no ****
When he get caught up, he might just tattle-tale (Yeah, yeah)
Man, I don't need nobody else (No)
I been focused on my wealth (Yeah)
If that boy can't get it right (Right)
Then I bet he gettin' left (Go)
We gon' empty out that bag (Yeah)
Look inside, it's nothing left (Yeah)
Money burn a hole inside my pocket, touch my skin and melt (Ha, yeah)
(Huh, you can get your shit folded, huh, yeah)
Yeah, you can get your shit folded, do 'em like a lawn chair (A lawn)
I feel like an alien, I swear, I don't belong here (Belong here)
Huh, money long, yeah
Foreign bitch got long hair (Yeah, yeah)
Facin' what I smoke, that boy like Al Capone (Al Capone, yeah)
This my world, I promise, I can't do no wrong here (Can't do no wrong, yeah)
At the bank, the broke **** don't get along here (Don't get along here)
Huh, at the bank, the broke **** don't get along here (Don't get along here)
Written by: Amir Benjamin
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