Get Shit Crackin ft. Yungblatt Lyrics

Anytime I hear its a car you know I'm tryna get shit crackin

Tryna go up the street, I'm tryna put shit on the first nigga I see lacking

Tryna reach on Lil Viper, go ask him what happened

She reached for the heater, she thought I was packing

She felt both of my missles, she want me to crack her

Why the fuck is you dissing? you ain't even a factor

I'm the real black chop, niggas know how I'm coming

I ah hop out with 60, you know that I'm drumming

I stay in my hood bitch I feel like a plummer

What happened to ?? that shit was a bummer

Put dick on a bitch now she say she ain't leaving

I be dropping shit off got her cumming and screaming

Got her telling her friends she was creaming and crying

They gone think it's a game until niggas start dying

They gone think it's a game until shit get to flying

Watch out for that boy, its a switch on a nine

Convertible glock like Optimus Prime

These niggas get locked, start dropping them dimes

It's shit in this car, we ain't stopping at signs

I ah drop off a nigga then drop off a rhyme

When funds get low I'm committing them crimes

I'll sit on your house, you get hit through the blinds

We all in public, we tight as a bitch

Don't think shit sweet, I'm quick off the hip

Go ask that lil nigga, I hit him with switch

I was mad as a bitch when I heard he ain't check

I'm deep in this shit, I'm really a vet

I live up to my name, I'm the real Young Blatt

I'm high as bitch and I'm smoking on Fat

They say that I'm draggin', they ain't seen shit yet

Got 60 on me, I don't need Kris Vect

That car looking fishy I'ma put it in check

We fuck up the wood then we gone to the next

You buck on this move, catch a hole in your neck

I get caught in that jam, I'm rolling my glock

These niggas be capping, they shoot from afar

He was speaking on Peezy, caught one to the top

These niggas just talking they don't really got heart

Anytime I hear its a car you know I'm tryna get shit crackin

Tryna go up the street, I'm tryna put shit on the first nigga I see lacking

Tryna reach on Lil Viper, go ask him what happened

She reached for the heater, she thought I was packing

She felt both of my missles, she want me to crack her

Why the fuck is you dissing? you ain't even a factor

I'm the real black chop, niggas know how I'm coming

I ah hop out with 60, you know that I'm drumming

I stay in my hood bitch I feel like a plummer

What happened to ?? that shit was a bummer

Put dick on a bitch now she say she ain't leaving

I be dropping shit off got her cumming and screaming

Got her telling her friends she was creaming and crying

They gone think it's a game until niggas start dying