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GET DOWN
Hip-Hop/Rap
GET DOWN was released on February 13, 2026 by WAG Records as a part of the album DANCE9
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AlbumDANCE9
Release DateFebruary 13, 2026
LabelWAG Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christopher Miles Kane
Christopher Miles Kane
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Miles Kane
Christopher Miles Kane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christopher Miles Kane
Christopher Miles Kane
Producer

Lyrics

Get down
Everybody wanna start out tryna act tough
And what the word with the strays that I'm catching
I ain't ever tried to call a deed my last one
Quite frankly, tryna get a little action
I'm a drip boy, I don't thrift fashion
With a drift boy, skrrt around the 'Cat
Pull up to the func, put ya hands in the air
Just pulled up to the func' and it went all black
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down
Shots getting fired, brother, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down
City full of sirens, bitch, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down
Yeah, yeah, get the fuck down
Took a little spin through my seven-hill town
Now it's back to the scene where the plug go 'round
Get down now
Get down to the floor right now (to the floor right now)
Bend down now
Stretch out on the pole right now (on the pole right now)
Heads down now
Heads down when we roll in 'em town (when we roll in 'em town)
Get down now
Heard a little birdie, said"the Feds been 'round" (the Feds been 'round)
Get down (get down)
Get down (get down)
Get down (get down)
Get down
Get down now
Get down to the floor right now (to the floor right now)
Get down now
Get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down
Shots getting fired, brother, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down
City full of sirens, bitch, get down
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down, get down, get down
Yeah, yeah, get the fuck down
Took a little spin through my seven-hill town
Now it's back to the scene where the plug go 'round
Pray tonight be forgiven, Hallelujah
Fuck another func, stone 'em all like Medusa
Cuban, Brazilian, she a straight Chula
Keep the drive old school, Mercury Cougar
I don't make rich money, this money future
Came from in the red, like we was under Hoover
Herb, this your pack, let that shit burn
Let me grab another bubbly, we fucking up these coolers
New chain, new earrings from the jeweler
Made it all happen, just me and my computer
My bros waving out them Rugers
No white flags, we gon' die no losers
I go down field, like I'm Puka
Juked ya, make the car swerve on this roof
I got a little shorty and she sipping 80 proof
It's a war outside, .22 Deuce Deuce in my back trunk
Everybody wanna start out tryna act tough
And what the word with the strays that I'm catching
I ain't ever tried to call a deed my last one
Quite frankly, tryna get a little action
I'm a drip boy, I don't thrift fashion
With a drift boy, skrrt around the 'Cat
Pull up to the func, put ya hands in the air
Just pulled up to the func' and it went all black
Get down (get down)
Get down (get down)
Get down (get down)
Get down
Get down now
Get down to the floor right now (to the floor right now)
Took a little spin through my seven-hill town
Now it's back to the scene where the plug go 'round
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Written by: Christopher Miles Kane
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