The Get Down Lyrics

Yeah

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

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

BadKid had to get it poppin'

I had to ball I had no other options

Too much money, no time

If I had to spend one I probably take my ass shopping, ha

Me and my homies rock solid

Dwayne Johnson, never rock bottom

Yeah, let them put they hands in your pocket now you balling on credit where's the logic

Ooh ooh, yeah

Took off to the south, boy about to cop a ton of land

Thinking bout a house, real estate 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

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

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

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

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

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