[Lyric] Get It (Phil Augusta Jackson)

Ladies and gentlemen
Boys and girls
People of all ages
I go by the name of Phil Augusta Jackson
This is The Redondo Tape
Shout outs Nick Lee

(Verse 1)

Six months in Redondo
Beach right by the condo
Oh my gosh, Omakase
I’ma need my sushi pronto
Shooting star like a cosmo
Make you move like a mambo
Spank a hater like a bongo
They be sleeping like mono
Girl sweet like a mango
Guess it takes two to tango
Strum her body like banjo
Then hit the sand in our sandals
Flow hot like a candle
Ain’t no place that I can’t go
On a mission like Rambo
Self-portrait like a van Goh
My whole team rеally on deck
Chuck Norris, nigga bout to bo flex
Nike flow, nigga bout to gеt checks
Pump it up, nigga bought to get pecs
My dreams work like a nigga named Shrek
Want the money, want the power, and respect
On deck like a porch, move fast like Porsche
Ride the beat like a horse, spit flames like a torch cuz…
Now I’m riding up the 2
You would think I’m in the 6
Born Jan 26
36 but I never sold a brick
When I shoot I never brick
When I shoot a nigga swish
4th quarter, 10 on the clock, follow through is in the wrist
(Chorus)

I get it, I got it, I’m good, I’m bout it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, I bought it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, I’m with it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, you dig it

(Verse 2)

Squad hustle like a relay
Run it back like a replay
No time for the he say
Fuck I care about what she say
Self-care like eat pray
Give thanks before I eat pray
But tell a hater that I eat pray
I’m like Miami where the Heat stay
Got that focus like a sensei
Had to carve out my own way
You ain’t got the answers like Sway
Friday night just got paid
Bought a coat that’s just suede
Leveled up like 12th grade
Sweetest Taboo call me Sade
Black bandit you can call me Blade
Work hard play hard that’s the motto
Pop pop that’s the sound of the bottle
Wake up grind hard full throttle
Supreme good shout outs Aristotle
Team winning know it’s kinda hard to swallow
But we all give thanks, Mahalo
It’s auto-matic how we get it
And we gonna keep it up, we put the Folgers in our cup
And just go… so…
(Chorus)

I get it, I got it, I’m good, I’m bout it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, I bought it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, I’m with it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, you dig it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, I’m bout it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, I bought it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, I’m with it
I get it, I got it, I’m good, you dig it