Текст песни I Dont Get It - Fase

Yo Fase wad up man? (Wad up, what′s up?)
(Why these bitches be lyin' man?)
I don′ know man I'm trippin' out right now
They say they go hard, I don′t get it
They say I ain′t dope, I don't get it
Er′body got connect, I don't get it
But ain′t nobody doing shit, I don't get it
Yo bitch keep calling my phone, I don′t get it
Ain't you 'pose to be home? I don′t get it
Why you always talking reckless? I don′t get it
I'm steady hustling with the fellas I don′t get it
Your gig is a dumb shit
Fuck around get your done split
I've been in the park with a pin the lap on the pulpit
I speak to these niggas
And tell ′em how I feel
And if you know me, you know I'ma keep it real
See this rap shit is easy, this drip shit is greasy
A lot of white niggas on the TV and they lyrics be cheesy (I know your ass)
Y′all better get right like G-easy
I'm coming for your spot believe me
Strapped up, no daft up keep clap up when I rack up
This flow here, I've been hot
My success a chest shot, a uppercut
A body blow, a wind chill
With a slight drop, do wind mill
With a face block, with my take drop
You niggas whack, I hate hot
Tryna be who you not, y′all make me sick
Flu shot
All eyes on me, 2Pac
If y′all on top, I'm a new top
Got a big face, that′s new ground
Keep a diamond bag in my two sides
My name known on the few blocks
Got a couple stacks in my shoe box
Now Ubro that's a damn joke
My time turn on a few clocks, woah
They say they go hard, I don′t get it
They say I ain't dope, I don′t get it
Er'body got connect, I don't get it
But ain′t nobody doing shit, I don′t get it
Yo bitch keep calling my phone, I don't get it
Ain′t you 'pose to be home? I don′t get it
Why you always talking reckless? I don't get it
I′m steady hustling with the fellas, I don't get it
Shit I don't get is the bullshit
Yo house full of niggas that dry snitch
I′m a new brand, try this
I talk shit, back it up (wad up)
I′m lit, my glock nine to be X turned
With that hot leather
Inferno your internals, you lay fat like a pro kid (he ain't about that life)
Your hoe set with that fat ass and shaved legs
This is my time not a minute late
Got slow necked in my dinner date
I ain′t signed but I been the great
Y'all weight watchers, Ricky Lake
Y′all cashing out, I'm cashing in
No jump shot, course over
X generation, ex-navy
You tryna get with my ex-lady
You tryna get with my ex lady?
I′m high as shit, that's crazy
Wonder boy, that's wavy
Sleep on me, that′s lazy
It will make sense if they pay me
That′s a good flip, gold matter
Gabby Douglas
Face smoking like a tea kettle is dying public
Ireland girls, one dub it that bitch bad
Gon' buffet I′m a big Mack
Gon' love it, number one draft
Fuck with it
ATL, we in this bitch now y′all niggas stuck with 'em
They say they go hard, I don′t get it
They say I ain't dope, I don't get it
Er′body got connect, I don′t get it
But ain't nobody doing shit, I don′t get it
Yo bitch keep calling my phone, I don't get it
Ain′t you 'pose to be home? I don′t get it
Why you always talking reckless? I don't get it
I'm steady hustling with the fellas, I don′t get it
I don′t get it
I don't get it
I don′t get it
I don't get it