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Get Down
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Get Down was released on December 25, 2025 by thr33 as a part of the album Ape World Deluxe
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Release DateDecember 25, 2025
Labelthr33
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
thr33
thr33
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Johnson
Ben Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Per40
Per40
Producer

Lyrics

Avoiding hate, ain't as easy as it sounds, you know, it's
Now that I see, I did for you, but you ain't do for me
I was just fucked up by myself, but you already know that's how life be
And I'm tryna get as high I can be
I sip me some Wokky, and then go to sleep
I left that bitch, 'cause she for the streets
That pussy boy don't want no beef, no, he not tryna get down
No, we not playing around
5.56 gon' hit that boy down
And I just knew that bitch a snake, 'cause, she stay up to something
You run up on gang, you run up on me, we just gon' hit at yo muffin
And I keep Glock up in my pants, like a Kangaroo pouch
And I'm tryna run that bread up, tryna get a bigger amount
Now she wanna come back 'cause I got clout
Oh that's our thot? Put dick in her mouth
Remember them days I was going insane?
Took me a Perky, fill up my brain
Walk with a stick, I ain't talking no cane
He ain't got no bread, that shit is a shame
**** be hating, like, what's that about?
I flew to LA, came back to the south
You wasting your shit, you just running yo' mouth
We shooting at you like this bitch Call of Duty
She passed around, that bitch is a groupie
Me and my **** tryna slide like Toosii
I need my bitch to have a big booty
Some days be good, some days be bad
My life getting better, and, I'm feeling glad
Stay broke in the crib, that's why you be sad
She calling my phone, now she talking bout the past
Damn, bitch don't lie to me, don't tell me tales
I stay with my brother, like, Sonic and Tails
My cousin was locked up, he ain't have bail
I get to the green, spinach, kale
I'm tryna be stuck, I'm tryna prevail
Wake up out my bed, I'm thinking 'bout different ways to run this shit up
Bitch ass ****, I ain't liking yo tone
Talking that shit, get to breaking yo bones
I ain't have nobody, I was alone
Baby come here 'cause you bad to the bone
If it ain't 'bout money, get the fuck off my phone
I'ma do that crime myself, fuck boy, I'm giving out belt
That Lazer on me, I melt
Down bad, you ain't know how I felt
Catch a opp **** screaming for help
Choppa on me, that bitch sing like Whitney
You against me, or you with me?
And my pockets filled with hella fifties
I'ma take off, in a Jiffy
Off a Perc, I walk like Nicki
It's a club house, no Mickey
Super geeked, I'ma get dizzy
Freak bitch gripping on my pants
Up the Glock, make a **** dance
Seen a big booty goddamn, against me you ain't got a chance
Now that I see, I did for you, but you ain't do for me
I was just fucked up by myself, but you already know that's how life be
And I'm tryna get as high I can be
I sip me some Wocky, and then go to sleep
I left that bitch, 'cause she for the streets
That pussy boy don't want no beef, no, he not tryna get down
What all I can I say to piss everybody off?
Written by: Ben Johnson
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