(Intro)
We gotta get it
We gotta get it
We gotta get it. (x3)
We gotta.. we gotta
(Verse)
From the ville too 832
I was trapping making moves
Moms woulda killed me if she knew
So I kept it low cashed out with the crew
Dope on the stove water boiling hot gotta cook it with a oven mit
If you know me then I better not hear you giving out my government
Yeah that was me, that same goofy lil nigga that was known for making ya'll laugh
Outside of class I was moving that work catch me in the kitchen faced wrapped with a blue flag
Treveion known as that big bossing ass nigga
Doing what I do best and thats flossing on you niggas
Getting checks blowing money fast I'm 'rossing' on you niggas
Just because i'm on don't mean I won't toss one of you lil niggas
I woke up one day said I gotta get paid tired of lent I had too go and put sum money in my pocket
Ain't no new niggas round my way better knock before you enter if ion know you I'ma pop it
Best of luck if you coming for my position ain't nobody fucking with me when it comes too this nigga I run it
I'ma OG too all of you lil niggas that shit that you talking bout you doing I done already done it
Check in and dip out the bank
I did this myself ain't got no one too thank
All I need is myself, god, and them franks
Hating niggas sour cause I'm doing what they can't
Don't be mad because I made this happen
When I said I would you was laughing
These fuck niggas get no reaction
The same ones hating be the same ones asking
I pull up on the scene all of my niggas got it on em all of my niggas gripping
We in the joint throwing up the sets niggas know what it is ain't no set tripping
All about the benjis gotta get it
Ain't never enough nigga ain't no limit
Ain't got no time too waste so please step the fuck outta my face nigga If you ain't talking business
Made music my job secure that check and with my niggas I'm splitting that
Couldn't do this without my momma so whatever she want you know that I'm getting that
These niggas bitching while they bitches give it up too me so of course I'm hitting that
Call me whatever you like but inside yo bitches throat is where i'm goin finish at
(Hook)
Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it
Push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it. (x2)
(Outro)
Gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it. (x3)
We gotta get it
We gotta get it
We gotta get it. (x3)
We gotta.. we gotta
(Verse)
From the ville too 832
I was trapping making moves
Moms woulda killed me if she knew
So I kept it low cashed out with the crew
Dope on the stove water boiling hot gotta cook it with a oven mit
If you know me then I better not hear you giving out my government
Yeah that was me, that same goofy lil nigga that was known for making ya'll laugh
Outside of class I was moving that work catch me in the kitchen faced wrapped with a blue flag
Treveion known as that big bossing ass nigga
Doing what I do best and thats flossing on you niggas
Getting checks blowing money fast I'm 'rossing' on you niggas
Just because i'm on don't mean I won't toss one of you lil niggas
I woke up one day said I gotta get paid tired of lent I had too go and put sum money in my pocket
Ain't no new niggas round my way better knock before you enter if ion know you I'ma pop it
Best of luck if you coming for my position ain't nobody fucking with me when it comes too this nigga I run it
I'ma OG too all of you lil niggas that shit that you talking bout you doing I done already done it
Check in and dip out the bank
I did this myself ain't got no one too thank
All I need is myself, god, and them franks
Hating niggas sour cause I'm doing what they can't
Don't be mad because I made this happen
When I said I would you was laughing
These fuck niggas get no reaction
The same ones hating be the same ones asking
I pull up on the scene all of my niggas got it on em all of my niggas gripping
We in the joint throwing up the sets niggas know what it is ain't no set tripping
All about the benjis gotta get it
Ain't never enough nigga ain't no limit
Ain't got no time too waste so please step the fuck outta my face nigga If you ain't talking business
Made music my job secure that check and with my niggas I'm splitting that
Couldn't do this without my momma so whatever she want you know that I'm getting that
These niggas bitching while they bitches give it up too me so of course I'm hitting that
Call me whatever you like but inside yo bitches throat is where i'm goin finish at
(Hook)
Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it
Push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it, push it. (x2)
(Outro)
Gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it. (x3)
( Treveion )
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