Get Wit' Me

I pull up, I pull up, I pull up And hop out These bootches is twatchin' These jokas be clockin' I'm clocking like tea And my watch never stoping My grind hit so hard Like they bodies be dropping When I spit that heat From my feet to my abdomen They was like J where you been? Now I'm back again Hardy har, straight to the bank Now I'm laughing man I'm used to trapping on tracks Off the wax again I got the lines and the hooks Spilling from my pen Used to rock hand me downs Now I moved up and then Doubled down back to the work I be grinding man Overcame struggles Even when they said I can't Chasing a check, I just do it Get to the bag Running the plays in some J's Now them niggas mad In my own lane, see the waves Coming from my ass Can't tell me shit, I'm legit I'm just spittin' facts The price is going up, yeah Yeah the price is going up, yeah What you know about it They don't know about it Cause the price is going up Yeah, yeah, yeah I pull up, I pull up, I pull up And hop out My jack steady ringin' Them chirps get to singin' Like M.C on butterfly Bootches is hittin' Them c-notes, forgive me If I get to feeling A little bit more off the Remy and Henny Niggas is mad cause they not fuckin' wit' me My bootches got ass and they bad wit' some titties They all gettin' cash Spending hunndos and fifties Oops, damn, pardon me I get to talking and joking so silly My life is so gorgeous My bank sittin' pretty My feet up on couches I'm runnin' my city Water by the houses A couple of fountains and cars in a neighbor committee Sippin' on some grapes, got no time for the shifty My life is a movie, and now I'm to busy What you know about the price going up Better get wit' me Get wit' me yeah, get wit' me Get wit' me Cause the price is going up yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah