Get On Your Job by Remedy (Ft. Show Banga)
Get On Your Job by Remedy (Ft. Show Banga)

Get On Your Job

Remedy & Show Banga * Track #1 On Lord Wheelin’ (Deluxe Edition)

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Album Lord Wheelin’ (Deluxe Edition)

Get On Your Job by Remedy (Ft. Show Banga)

Performed by
RemedyShow Banga

Get On Your Job Lyrics

[Intro]
R-E-M-E-D-Y let me repeat that for ya nigga
R-E-M-E-D-Y, nigga
I fucks witha real one today, dough, look
My nigga Show bang on this thing me, ya feel me
You niggas better get n your job, dough

[Hook]
Niggas hate how we mob
Fuck niggas hate how we mob
We fuck niggas hate we mob
Bitch, get on your job
Wasting your time on that block
Wasting your time on that block
Bitch, get on your job
Say you real but 'cho not
Say you real but 'cho not
Bitch, get on your job
Fuck niggas hate how we mob
Fuck niggas hate how we mob
Bitch, get on your job
(ok,ok,ok)

[Verse 1: Remedy]
Niggas claiming they real but they fake
Bitch know how we playin' in the Bay
WE go Cray, high featured is the day
It's a movement, no phase
We coolin' cold up, with a cold case in this place
They get safe, never that
I'm on the grind all the time, so it's forever racks
I'm tryna stack my cheese, I need some more dough
Bend it over, touch your toes and go low
Bitch, please get on your knees and go blow
In this life it's not the team, so I'm solo
I remember niggas broke, sippin, Lo-bow
Now that lean, make 'em lean like a Cholo
But I don't slip in, I'm never sippin'
I'm always pimpin', you niggas trippin'
You niggas wishin', yall be trickin' on these bitches
I hit it one time, then I switch
And I keep my pole in like I'm fishin' (ewww)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Show Banga]
Owwaahhh
Tryna make the money strestch like seaside
M-O to the B is how we ride
Suppa duppa high, I'll be tree top
Imma be a stoner 'til I detox
Everything, may I speak bitches hear ?
You really thing your real, but I think not
West side nigga but, I'm from the city, (really)
Fuck a little pushin', I want every penny
I tell every bitch, gimme,gimme,gimme
Flow stupid raw, I never use a jimmy
So fuck whatchu heard
Trill all around me, I don't rock with nerds
I think I'm perfect, I feel superb
All I need is some bad hoes and some earl
Me and my nigga Rem, bitch we puttin' on
It don't involve cash cause we gettin' on

[Hook]

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