Get It Done

[Intro]
Niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
Take Sum Gang, nigga
OT6, nigga, SnitchK (That nigga Dave crazy, okay, bet)

[Chorus]
Twenty-six hundred for this Wock', don't ask for shit about this pint
We make broke niggas put they cup away, this shit two hundred a line (This shit two hundred a line, nigga)
I fuck on bitches that got motion, thick as hell, pretty and fine
I'm chasin' the monyun, not these bitches
It ain't no fun-yun runnin' from switches (Slatt)
The fuck is the issue? Just let me know
I'll get a nigga done-yun in these trenches (He gone)
First nigga run up, then he finished (Gang)
I almost ran out of Tris, now I gotta replenish
I was tryna slow it down, but I keep sippin'
She throwin' ass, so I keep grippin'

[Verse 1]
You talkin' that money shit, I get to it
The shit you be rappin' 'bout, my niggas do it (We do it)
I love that Wockhardt, that be my fluid (My fluid)
Keep talkin' that gangster shit, you gotta prove it
She got a ass, I like how it's movin'
All my bitches bad, they gotta come boujee
This bitch wanna know is I'm fuckin' her or I'm fuckin' her friend
She tryna confuse me (Gang)
When I sign me a deal it's gon' be for that fetty
No Cartier, bitch, I want me a Patek
I'm tryna make sure the whole gang good
Buy mama a crib, drip her in baguette
Addicted to green, my pockets got lettuce
Stuck to that money like we had a marriage
Remember that Wop that didn't get the message?
We did him so bad, his OG put him the carriage (Gang, gang, gang)
Remember that Wop that didn't get the message? (Brrat)
They couldn't view his body 'cause foenem stood over him careless
The way we threw they killer down and fucked him up, we had the opps embarrassed (Bah, bah)
Even though these niggas my sons, I'm not they parent
Spin they shit like DJ Pharris (Spin they block)
I'm really him, ain't no comparin'
I walk in, these bitches starin'
I walk in, these bitches choosin' (Bitches choosin')
Niggas hatin', they lookin' goofy (Niggas goofy)
These bitches throwin' coochie (Yeah)
They hear my song, they shake they booty (Shake their ass)
A lot of niggas actin' like bitches, I think niggas fruity (Think they fruity)
Man, how the fuck you got a switch? You ain't never use it
Man, how the fuck you got a gun? You ain't never blew it

[Chorus]
Twenty-six hundred for this Wock', don't ask for shit about this pint
We make broke niggas put they cup away, this shit two hundred a line
I fuck on bitches that got motion, thick as hell, pretty and fine
I'm chasin' the monyun, not these bitches
It ain't no fun-yun runnin' from switches (Yeah)
The fuck is the issue? Just let me know
I'll get a nigga done-yun in these trenches (Get 'em)
First nigga run up, then he finished
I almost ran out of Tris, now I gotta replenish (I gotta go get it)
I was tryna slow it down, but I keep sippin'
She throwin' ass, so I keep grippin'

[Verse 2]
Fuck your homie, get got flamed (Glah)
6 block shoot 'til we see brains (Brrat)
He wanted some clout, but he got changed
Put him on the news, now he got fame
Niggas know not to come around
We takin' his gun if he not gang (Give me that, bitch)
Niggas know not to come around
When they see me, they tuckin' they chain
He duckin' his taco, we aim at his brains
At the red light, we gon' block off the lane (Get 'em)
Bounce out and get 'em, this shit ain't a thing (Get 'em)
He not one of us, he ain't score for the gang

[Outro]
119, Buff Block
He not one of us, he ain't score for the gang, bitch
Don't get clapped
Go
Real TSG shit, nigga, we get close up on 'em
Brr