To Get It Lyrics

One thing they ain't gonna play with Pezzy

olar boy for life, I'm southside ent

til I die nigga

Ayy, bitch, I'm known to get

I ain't fuckin' with my money if my cousin, hit

If I ain't fuckin' on that bitch, go home and choke my chicken

That pussy nigga keep on dissin', but he ain't gon' fuckin' flip shit

Bitch, ayy, you is not no shooter, you a fuckin' chatterbob

Ain't, your bitch left you for another bitch, that's a heart problem

After all the losses I took, I won't tell nobody sorry

Got off my ass, got me a bag, and I be havin' it by tomorrow, nigga

Catch a opp, roll him in a wheelchair, I'ma roll him to his death

I'm a real P, my mama had taught me how to step

And my ex bit, she the one that taught me how not to care

And you a pussy nigga, catch that boy and bring his heart here, yeah

And I'm with the fuckin' dogs

Aye I'm with the fuckin' killers, nigga, pop out, take it all

I'm to smooth, like white on rice, dont treat my bitch like she was nice

Butt big, ice spice, eat me up, make it right

Slurp me up good, even if I'm in the wrong

I'ma fuck another bitch while she listen to my song

Treat her good, then do her own, bitch, she love that toxic shit

I get high as fuck, baby, I might turn her to a trick