C. Wager - Get It Lyrics

Flatlined that guy
He ain't act right
I walk into class I
Don't wanna see that freak from last night
Smoke good weed I don't want bad vibes
Life's a test I hope I pass mine
Teacher can't teach me nun
I just came in to eat free lunch
Stomach been rumbling
Liquor is bubbling
Pop me a perky I walk around stumbling
Uhhhh Still not enough
Fill up my cup
Throw in a X
Double it up
Feeling a rush
Lean on my crutch
Rollin dutches for the paranoia
I'm a leader so I can destroy ya
Nice to meet ya I don't care to know ya
She's an eater
Everytime I see her
I just come and feed her
She salute the soldiers support the troops
When it's over send her home to you
Treat a Uber like a taxi
Lips look ashy
Damn that's nasty
When she's with you she walks right past me
She cannot wait till we get in the backseat
Hugging her daddy while looking right at me
I guess you right boy your baby a baddie
Huh
Yuh
I guess you right boy your baby a baddie
I gotta get it by any means
I need Ms. Jackson no Billie Jean
Slip in the pussy she's feeling me
Roll up a wood for my energy
Pray to the Lord for my enemies
Kill them before they try killing me
Do this for you if you're kin to me
I gotta get it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
I need Ms. Jackson no Billie Jean
Slip in the pussy she's feeling me
Roll up a wood for my energy
Pray to the Lord for my enemies
Kill them before they try killing me
Do this for you if you're kin to me
I gotta get it by any means
I gotta get it
They really ain't with it
I promise they not woah
Deep in the trenches
We be about our business watch out for the narcos
Oops tried to run in the spot
Yuh
You see the blood on the block
Cooking up daily I married the pot
Wrist going crazy the game is on lock
Yuh
Lately I'm feeling like Pac
All eyes on me when I walk in the spot
Finally made it but it cost me a lot
Say what I feel I don't hang out with thoughts
Lately I'm feeling biggie
Money more problems but they'll never get me
You keep it on you I live it it's in me
Stand on my own two no need to defend me
Foreal
I gotta get it by any means
I need Ms. Jackson no Billie Jean
Slip in the pussy she's feeling me
Roll up a wood for my energy
Pray to the Lord for my enemies
Kill them before they try killing me
Do this for you if you're kin to me
I gotta get it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
I need Ms. Jackson no Billie Jean
Slip in the pussy she's feeling me
Roll up a wood for my energy
Pray to the Lord for my enemies
Kill them before they try killing me
Do this for you if you're kin to me
I gotta get it by any means