The Get Down

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[Intro] Yeah [Chorus] Uh, young man icy with the drip down Riding round town getting down with the get down, ooh V-Let bumping in the whip now Turn the shit loud, smoke loud big dope wow, ooh Wealreadypoppin'as it isnow Takin shots downsix rounds boy it's lit now (BAO) Ain't nobody fresher than the clique now Riding round town getting down with the get down [Verse 1] BadKid had to get it poppin' (Get it poppin') I had to ball I had no other options (No other options) Too much money, no time If I had to spend one I probably take my ass shopping, ha (Ching) Me and my homies rock solid (Yup) Dwayne Johnson, never rock bottom (Rock Bottom) Yeah, let them put they hands in your pocket now you balling on credit where's the logic Ooh ooh, yеah Took off to the south, boy about to cop a ton of land Thinking bout a house, real еstate put some money in Hundred grand, half crypto, half rubber banned And y'all can't see the plans Underwood with the underhand Smoking bamboo 'til I can't move Yeah, serving up the streets like some canned food Yeah, BBQ beam with the tan shoes Click my tongs twice, stampede make the land move [Bridge 1] Young nigga with the meal prep I been chefing all year I am so ahead of my time, it feel like dog years Yeah I don't even need to count it up cus I know it's all here Yeah Niggas hit me up for some brews I was like aw yeah [Chorus] Ay Young man icy with the drip down Riding round town getting down with the get down, ooh V-Let bumping in the whip now Turn the shit loud, smoke loud big dope wow, ooh We already poppin' as it is now Takin' shots down six rounds boy it's lit now (BAO) Ain't nobody fresher than the clique now Riding round town getting down with the get down [Verse 2] Look No time to waste Getting to the protein all kinda ways Keep the beer and the weed call that mind erase Bunch of that and Xbox is my type of day Profits think they mine to take Deaf to the toxic what they tryna say My shooters move when I speak like Simon say Toupee take your top off like ya boobs fake Move weight like a resolution, I'm too paid Made a cool K, off of two calls, loose change I don't mean obese when I say I lose weight But I'm done for the week and it's only Tuesday They don't want the smoke like they know the Juuls fake All about my Crème, spit fire, Brûlée Paid with the blue face when I had my shoes made Now I run this combine, 60 reps, 2 plates [Bridge 2] So I don't hear nobody in the bleachers got my mind in the game Yeah Rappers out here bear skin rugging, niggas lying and they fake Damn I ain't even think it was my birthday, but she bought me cake Yeah Niggas out here dying for a feature well, shit Niggas die every day OOH [Chorus] Young man icy with the drip down Riding round town getting down with the get down, ooh V-Let bumping in the whip now Turn the shit loud, smoke loud big dope wow, ooh We already poppin' as it is now Takin shots down six rounds boy it's lit now BAO Ain't nobody fresher than the clique now Riding round town getting down with the get down
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