Get Up

Lyrics

[Intro] We had to go get it Get the bag and we split it [Chorus: Damii] Get off your ass and go get it Nigga, quit the bitchin' go run up the digits Broke in the past, probably needed a cast, so we need money to fix it Where was you at when we needed a hand? You MIA you went missing It's me and my brothers, no need for new friends, [?] you snakes or you snitches [Verse 1: Damii] Can't love you bitches, 'cause I'm in love with the chicken Like the game broke I be glitchin' Do not need permission, to get up and collect comission I fucked up and made bad dеcisions, I had me a vision I put in [?] [?] Nah, that is not kidding We run it up, tryna make us a killing And wе not stopping, till we touching billions If it's not 'bout a dollar then you oughta zip it Came up on some grams, I knew I would flip it It's gone as soon as I get it Cash only, can't do the credit Say that you got me, don't get it I'm not with that bullshit, forget it And no, it ain't cap if I said it [?] I keep on forgetting I'm too high, I'ma need me a second I'm on Mars, no, another dimension Flight to Cali to change up the setting So many L's, learned my lesson L to the face for the stressin' When you broke, that's the cause of depression Stack it up, I add to my collection And despite with my niggas, big bottles in sections We put the work in, Hulk Hogon, keep flexin' If you not getting to it, you lazy, you resting Eaters, they want us, keep calling and texting 50 Cent, bitches ask 21 Questions Guilty, I cheated, like standerdized testing Movie X rated like viewers' discretion Made some mistakes, but they gon' get corrected Make no mistakes, I end up in correction Search for the lute, but I'm good with directions You just so lost, nigga, without directions Had to get right, shit go left in a second [Chorus: Damii] Get off your ass and go get it Nigga, quit the bitchin' go run up the digits Broke in the past, probably needed a cast, so we need money to fix it Where was you at when we needed a hand? You MIA you went missing It's me and my brothers, no need for new friends, [?] you snakes or you snitches [Verse 2: Jay Critch] Where was you at when I needed some grams? Brodie was up in the kitchen (Hey) That nigga funny, he said he want 100 Then the next minute he switching Fuck it let's get it, you niggas moving like bitches, that shit funny till they go missing On the road to the riches, my Ruger came with extensions I don't pay attention to dissing I've been on a mission [?] on the block, pockets dry like a sand storm Run it up, now my bands [?] If you got it, why you ain't put your mans on? I got me a bag of two She drop that attitude, they throw it back like a [?] Straight off the avenue, when you getting money, that be the reason they mad at you [Chorus: Damii] Get off your ass and go get it Nigga, quit the bitchin' go run up the digits Broke in the past, probably needed a cast, so we need money to fix it Where was you at when we needed a hand? You MIA you went missing It's me and my brothers, no need for new friends, [?] you snakes or you snitches