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GETTING IT DONE
Hip-Hop/Rap
GETTING IT DONE was released on January 2, 2026 by 2490451 Records DK2 as a part of the album WHAT IT MEANS TO BE P
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Release DateJanuary 2, 2026
Label2490451 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM140

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
suwxp
suwxp
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kaylen Barlow
Kaylen Barlow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
xpwave
xpwave
Producer

Lyrics

Send me the drop and I'll be right there
And if you wanna play, know, I don't play fair
They coppin' deuces, throw the white flag in the air
Still ah wack em, I never cared
My partner told me keep my grass mowed
But I be the one snaking these **** on the low
My daddy told me keep my eyes open like son
These **** don't be yo bros
I miss my granny, but she had to go
She did what she could and I love her fasho
Life get hard and it come with pain
Still pop out the cut and rain on yo parade
I was gettin' that bag before I had grades
And I was that **** even through the diaper change
Get hit down the block, I got precise aim
Callin' my phone, decline on the first ring
I could never fake kick it with a ****
Say you that guy, but I ain't pull no trigger
Ain't hit at nobody, lil' ****, I'm realer
Imma pop out the cut and I got me a skrilla
I'm not a dog, more like a gorilla
I make that call and you dead for reala
One less ****, I gotta worry bout
That's 10 more **** that gotta go cry and go pout
30 in my jean, pokin' it out
The money comin, it's a large amount
If the feds peep, imma bail out the house
They ain't caught me yet, I ain't finna go now
Catch ya partner and knock him out of bounds
Send ya main shooter, bet he get drowned
Wit dese big ol' bullets, hop out with a fully
Drum on the stick, no a ho **** couldn't
Do what I do, lil' bitch, you a rookie
Finally hopped out, do you want a cookie?
Don't book no show, cause I'm sendin' them bullets
Me and my **** take aim, then book it
He don't got no brain, the ARP took it
Stretched out on the floor, everybody lookin
D-O-A, get rolled in this blunt
Almost swallowed the roach, that boy in my lungs
Yo mama stressed out, prayin' in tongues
Hit at whoever, I'm smokin' on Don
We pop out broad day or at dawn
And what's in my cup, I'm sippin' on Don
Letting these **** know, I'm the one
Don't put on a show, I'm just gettin' it done
Don't fuck with nobody, these rappers my sons
Imma check yo temp, then take your gun
Send me the drop and I'll be right there
And if you wanna play, know, I don't play fair
They coppin' deuces, throw the white flag in the air
Still ah wack em, I never cared
My partner told me keep my grass mowed
But I be the one snaking these **** on the low
My daddy told me keep my eyes open like son
These **** don't be yo bros
I miss my granny, but she had to go
She did what she could and I love her fasho
Life get hard and it come with pain
Still pop out the cut and rain on yo parade
I was gettin' that bag before I had grades
And I was that **** even through the diaper change
Get hit down the block, I got precise aim
Callin' my phone, decline on the first ring
Written by: Kaylen Barlow
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