Gettin' Fishy (feat. SCY Jimm & Wizz Havinn)

Nigga Aye Nigga, yeah Aye, nigga, rrrr Running the racks up perfect timing Jump on the beat get paid by rhyming (by rhyming) Nigga they creep watch out they sliming (they sliming) Little goofy ass nigga went broke on diamonds Nigga when I step my bros behind me Bro sip that drink he turned to a zombie (he a what) Just stay on your pivot boy just keep grinding We gon' run the racks up go see Johnny (yeah) We gon' run the racks up nigga just sit back stack young nigga gon' get to the bag (aye) Brodie wake up bust down in the trap nigga ain't no nap gotta get out them bags (fosho) I be running laps on a nigga while you in the house on the couch nigga get off yo ass (let's go) Young nigga jumped in the both no pen no pad niggas know when I'm finna gas (yeah yeah nigga) Young nigga chasing them blues like Nipsey (yeah) Pop out bitch I'm sticky (nigga) Bro make niggas run just like they Ricky (pheugh) Bro in the cut with that switchy (aye, aye) Thick bitch got ass on her just like Nicki (uhh) Little bitch give top told the hoe don't kiss me (fosho) Drop a bag on a cuban don't want no Richie (let's go) These niggas be creeps man shit getting fishy (nigga) Freestyle this shit off the head Play with the gang you dead Run up send shots at your head know you fuck niggas heard what I said I'm counting pink and blue money but somehow I'm still seeing red That boy went broke on a chain before I go broke I'm going fed Beat the pot These niggas fat I keep a knock Keep that fye these niggas plot Fuck nigga play we letting off shots I can't trust no thot Ice my wrist they say I'm hot Cheese we get a lot They know I'm him he mad he not I'm supposed to be in the stu but I'm in here beating the pot Yeah, talking cheese we get a lot Stacking it I let it rock Nigga be working with cops These hoes be fucking the opps You broke and working the clock You don't even know how to serve no rocks, nigga Everyday I wake up nigga I'm beating the block down Country boy coming from Georgia he finna score like five pounds Nigga play up in this bitch I up this fye hit five rounds Free my nigga Tru he finna jump He in that countdown Take your bitch to pound town We headed to the top can't hit the ground These niggas be broke they dumb they clowns Young nigga step out drip water don't drown Bro jump in the track he giving her a pound If you ain't tryna get a bag get your ass from around When you hear that (phew) tell the bitch get down Little bitch I'm the king don't need no crown Get that money look out for my brother bitch Niggas they know what it is Go get that bag stand on that bitch These niggas cap they work at lids I got your little bitch doing tricks I'm chasing that bag don't chase no bitch Let's get in that mode bitch I'm finna glit