Lyrics Get Some - 8nfra

Ahmad, what the word is?)
(Damn Shazy, this shit fire)

Yeah
How you chat 'bout straps and then you pull up with none?
I'm outside
With the brothers, if you want beef you can really get some
Oh, you need to get going?
That's a lie

I switch it up on every song
That sex too good, now she can't leave me alone
Now she tryna pull up, she's tryna get some dome
It's four AM, I get a call, "outside your home"
Your boy tryna flex on me
Your girl tryna sex on me
Lil man, I can't hang with your bro 'cause he's my enemy
She's always tryna trip, I gave her ecstasy
She looked at me and told me "that's not what I mean"
I looked at her and told her "Yeah I know", ha
How you gonna hate then pull up to the fucking show?
And your drugs cut
And your man bugging, how he pull up with the buck?
See the blood rain?
Everything spray and I paint the fucking cup
See the beans on my plate?
Boy I'm geeked every day
I'm geeked the fuck up
I double the pints everyday
Nah, I don't play
Smoking on loud, boy
Yeah, my lungs really ache
He don't know what he's talking bout with the 8
Getting shots to the body, shot in the face
Might fuck around, take a girl and drive to the lake

Yeah
How you chat 'bout straps and then you pull up with none?
I'm outside
With the brothers, if you want beef you can really get some
Oh, you need to get going?
That's a lie

I switch it up on every song
That sex too good, now she can't leave me 'lone
Now she tryna pull up, she's tryna get some dome
It's four AM, I get a call, "outside your home"