Get It Done

Yeah Go Go Yeah Go Uh, look You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done You ran up a bag or two I ran up a couple dozen Now that I got up All these niggas tryna be my cousin Said that you been down since I been comin' up I know you wasn't Used to take the bus Now I'm the nigga that's gon' get it bussin Used to listen to Tip Now I give tips to niggas that should be hustling Paid for all these guns So why the f*ck would I be tryna tussle Livin' check to check is not a flex You gotta build your muscle It's all about the mental I don't f*ck with ranch This Rollie Rollie is a presidential I could be the GOAT without a post But just off my potential I don't talk a lot That's for the opps My life is confidential I could turn a bum into a pimp My game is quintessential Niggas hate on me Because I'm me I gotta keep a pistol I ain't write this shit It's off the dome Like I ain't have a pencil I bought a cash Like I can't have a rental She told me I was him But I knew I was him Since I was little I had to learn to handle life cause I was shooting shit without a dribble I had to feed the gang Man, this for all the dogs That ain't come out to kennel We came up out the mud I got hella packs Came out the south Just like my nigga Chubb Like how the f*ck I'm turnin These VVs into another dub Like why the f*ck y'all pay To sit on couches in somebody's club Like what the f*ck I'm supposed To tell these hoes ain't want me from the jump Like who the f*ck y'all bitches think y'all is? That pussy mid as f*ck My niggas servin' white boy In that field I call it Cooper Kupp I'm not the type to argue With no man You tryna shoot or what You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done You ran up a bag or two I ran up a couple dozen Now that I got up All these niggas Tryna be my cousin I said that you been down Since I been comin' up I know you wasn't You the type to complain about her I'm the type to get it done I'm the type of nigga To f*ck your baby mom Now you the son I'm the type of nigga That get clutch Like it was two to one You the type of bitch That sucks some dick And think that you the one You the type to bitch To find a trick And think that you the one When I never been the type To trip on shit Cause I know what it was You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done You ran up a bag or two I ran up a couple dozen Now that I got up All these niggas Tryna be my cousin I said that you been down Since I been comin' up I know you wasn't Used to take the bus Now I'm the nigga That's gon' get it bussed Used to listen to Tip Now I give tips To niggas that should be hustling Paid for all these guns So why the f*ck Would I be tryna tussle Livin' check to check Is not a flex You gotta build your muscle You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done You the type to complain about it I'm the type to get it done