Get In (skit) Songtext
von Joyner Lucas
Get In (skit) Songtext
Shit, damn
It′s fuckin' cold, man
I can′t believe this nigga got me walkin' out here (it's all your fault)
You know the last time I walked, nigga? (I don′t care, I don′t wanna hear it)
Ay, ay, ay, stop, stop (ay)
Well fuck you too then, bitch
Fuck man, we ain't never gonna anybody to pick us up
Aight, ay, shit it′s fuckin' cold out here (we gotta find a way to stop em′)
Fuck hold up I think, I think somebody's stoppin′
Oh word, hey, hey, be calm nigga, be calm (alright nigga)
He not from here (alright)
Yo yo, 'op in man, it's dangerous out ′ere (the fuck?)
This is an hour walk from the side of the street, jump in, man
Yo, what′s he sayin'? (I don′t know, nigga)
You know what he's sayin′? (Where y'all come from? America?), I don′t know
I don't know what the fuck he talkin' ′bout (all I know is that God lovin′ it right?)
What do we do nigga? (Damn, put in your luggage there, man)
You wanna get in? (Get in? You wanna get in?), let's get in
Alright man, (fuck it, let′s get in)
Nigga, let's just get in, dawg (you smoke weed?)
Yeah, I smoke weed (nah, I don′t smoke)
Nah, you do but you don't? (Yeah, he don′t smoke weed)
Alright, well, more weed for we (hell yeah, let's get it man)
I do what I'm on (it′s galactic shit right here)
You good now? (Yeah, we′re stralright)
Tired of walkin' man
Take off all o′ that bumboclaat, right now
What? What? (You want me to take off my shit off?)
I, I'm trying to take- (take off that bumboclaat), what?
The fuck, man? Shit
This is crazy... bullshit (God love you still, man)
That′s all I got, that's all I got, man
Alright (shit man), man your cool, put on the seatbelt badman (this is all your fault man)
Take off the seatbelt, man (all your fault)
Alright, I start driving, now cool, man
The first thing we do is get robbed, man fuck, man
It′s fuckin' cold, man
I can′t believe this nigga got me walkin' out here (it's all your fault)
You know the last time I walked, nigga? (I don′t care, I don′t wanna hear it)
Ay, ay, ay, stop, stop (ay)
Well fuck you too then, bitch
Fuck man, we ain't never gonna anybody to pick us up
Aight, ay, shit it′s fuckin' cold out here (we gotta find a way to stop em′)
Fuck hold up I think, I think somebody's stoppin′
Oh word, hey, hey, be calm nigga, be calm (alright nigga)
He not from here (alright)
Yo yo, 'op in man, it's dangerous out ′ere (the fuck?)
This is an hour walk from the side of the street, jump in, man
Yo, what′s he sayin'? (I don′t know, nigga)
You know what he's sayin′? (Where y'all come from? America?), I don′t know
I don't know what the fuck he talkin' ′bout (all I know is that God lovin′ it right?)
What do we do nigga? (Damn, put in your luggage there, man)
You wanna get in? (Get in? You wanna get in?), let's get in
Alright man, (fuck it, let′s get in)
Nigga, let's just get in, dawg (you smoke weed?)
Yeah, I smoke weed (nah, I don′t smoke)
Nah, you do but you don't? (Yeah, he don′t smoke weed)
Alright, well, more weed for we (hell yeah, let's get it man)
I do what I'm on (it′s galactic shit right here)
You good now? (Yeah, we′re stralright)
Tired of walkin' man
Take off all o′ that bumboclaat, right now
What? What? (You want me to take off my shit off?)
I, I'm trying to take- (take off that bumboclaat), what?
The fuck, man? Shit
This is crazy... bullshit (God love you still, man)
That′s all I got, that's all I got, man
Alright (shit man), man your cool, put on the seatbelt badman (this is all your fault man)
Take off the seatbelt, man (all your fault)
Alright, I start driving, now cool, man
The first thing we do is get robbed, man fuck, man
Writer(s): Gary Lucas Jr., Leo Son Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com