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Performed By: Forchinado
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Steven LaCorte II




Forchinado - Get Some More Lyrics




Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's one of those
Let's go

Dream of rockin' crowds
Turn my music loud
Used to break down herb servin' up a pound
Didn't f*ck with me but they f*ck with me now
Sick of wearin' hats boy I'm tryna get the crown
Yeah and I be gettin' it quick
Might just trick on a chick
See me on a plane but, I ain't trippin' a bit
I'ma pro in the game if I shoot then I score
Yeah I got some loot but I'm tryna get some more

Far from satisfaction or complacency
They ask if i'ma make it, let's just wait and see
But this was made for me gettin the cake hastily
Took a few L's but shit, that never phase a G
Just another late night blazin' tree
Thinkin' how these artists never hard as they claim to be
I just laugh with my foot on the gas
Coulda been a crook instead I'm writing hooks for the cash, yeah
A lot of people getting put in the past
Now it's a lot greener you aint steppin' foot in this grass, no
It's young Forchin baby you know how the story goes
Got some horny hoes, black and white like Oreos
Yeah, I had to cook it while the skillet's hot
Cause the fricken clock all it do is tick and tock
The best night for you to me is a cheap thrill
And like my champagne I'ma let the beat chill
Yeah. yeah
Come on, on

Dream of rockin' crowds
Turn my music loud
Used to break down herb servin' up a pound
Didn't f*ck with me but they f*ck with me now
Sick of wearing hats boy I'm tryna get the crown
Yeah and I be gettin' it quick
Might just trick on a chick
See me on a plane but, I ain't trippin' a bit
I'ma pro in the game if I shoot then I score
Yeah I got some loot but I'm tryna get some more

Throw it in the bag like I'm Fabolous
So many things I had to risk for this rappin' shit
I know my family want a masters or a doctorate
But I fell in love with rap and did the opposite
You know, I'm just waitin' on my fruit to grow
I give it to you raw like a sushi roll
And what I'm making is for me and not for you to know
Now put ya hands up and get em waving to and fro
I'm stupid cold, think I need a check up
Phenin' money like a doctor tryna get my check up
I remember when they laughed when I said I'm next up
Had to do em dirty now you get to clean the mess up, yeah
It's time to go and get the dustpan
Me, myself, and I the only ones I trust man
The best night for you to me is a cheap thrill
And like my champagne I'ma let the beat chill
Turn up

Dream of rockin' crowds
Turn my music loud
Used to break down herb servin' up a pound
Didn't f*ck with me but they f*ck with me now
Sick of wearing hats boy I'm tryna get the crown
Yeah and I be gettin' it quick
Might just trick on a chick
See me on a plane but, I ain't trippin' a bit
I'ma pro in the game if I shoot then I score
Yeah I got some loot but I'm tryna get some more
Score
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's one of those
Let's go

Dream of rockin' crowds
Turn my music loud
Used to break down herb servin' up a pound
Didn't f*ck with me but they f*ck with me now
Sick of wearin' hats boy I'm tryna get the crown
Yeah and I be gettin' it quick
Might just trick on a chick
See me on a plane but, I ain't trippin' a bit
I'ma pro in the game if I shoot then I score
Yeah I got some loot but I'm tryna get some more

Far from satisfaction or complacency
They ask if i'ma make it, let's just wait and see
But this was made for me gettin the cake hastily
Took a few L's but shit, that never phase a G
Just another late night blazin' tree
Thinkin' how these artists never hard as they claim to be
I just laugh with my foot on the gas
Coulda been a crook instead I'm writing hooks for the cash, yeah
A lot of people getting put in the past
Now it's a lot greener you aint steppin' foot in this grass, no
It's young Forchin baby you know how the story goes
Got some horny hoes, black and white like Oreos
Yeah, I had to cook it while the skillet's hot
Cause the fricken clock all it do is tick and tock
The best night for you to me is a cheap thrill
And like my champagne I'ma let the beat chill
Yeah. yeah
Come on, on

Dream of rockin' crowds
Turn my music loud
Used to break down herb servin' up a pound
Didn't f*ck with me but they f*ck with me now
Sick of wearing hats boy I'm tryna get the crown
Yeah and I be gettin' it quick
Might just trick on a chick
See me on a plane but, I ain't trippin' a bit
I'ma pro in the game if I shoot then I score
Yeah I got some loot but I'm tryna get some more

Throw it in the bag like I'm Fabolous
So many things I had to risk for this rappin' shit
I know my family want a masters or a doctorate
But I fell in love with rap and did the opposite
You know, I'm just waitin' on my fruit to grow
I give it to you raw like a sushi roll
And what I'm making is for me and not for you to know
Now put ya hands up and get em waving to and fro
I'm stupid cold, think I need a check up
Phenin' money like a doctor tryna get my check up
I remember when they laughed when I said I'm next up
Had to do em dirty now you get to clean the mess up, yeah
It's time to go and get the dustpan
Me, myself, and I the only ones I trust man
The best night for you to me is a cheap thrill
And like my champagne I'ma let the beat chill
Turn up

Dream of rockin' crowds
Turn my music loud
Used to break down herb servin' up a pound
Didn't f*ck with me but they f*ck with me now
Sick of wearing hats boy I'm tryna get the crown
Yeah and I be gettin' it quick
Might just trick on a chick
See me on a plane but, I ain't trippin' a bit
I'ma pro in the game if I shoot then I score
Yeah I got some loot but I'm tryna get some more
Score
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Writer: Steven LaCorte II
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