Текст песни Really Don't Get It (Slowed to Perfection) [Slowed] - Prompto

Unknown, In this bitch
Well known, aye

Really don't get it
I got the business
She say she love me
I got the mistress
Feel like I got this stress
Flash like I'm in the press
I am the witness
Bitch you can feel this Oh

Pullin all these triggers with emotion it figures
I got this itchin on me and I swear I don't got any chiggers
Look at the bigger picture no I don't wanna get witcha and if you died today no I would not fuckin miss ya

No, I will not fuckin miss ya
Ride around town with the stigma
Boy I ride around with enigma
Can't hear me where's the signal
Please stop staring with the insults bitch
I earned my own charisma
Yeah my flow so abysmal
When I pop off I won't miss ya
When I pop off I won't miss ya
When I pop off I won't miss ya
When I pop off I won't miss ya

I really don't get it
I got the business
She say she love me
I got the mistress
Run around runnin that mouth boy
Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy
Bitin all these mothafuckas while I'm undercover
Artist of the year ill discover
Get a little slice of butter
But I guess you can't believe that
Really thought you could keep secrets

Smile on my face, yuh
Best believe that
You just want a taste, yuh
While I'm bleeding
Eyesight, Bye Bye
Tonight, I die
Inside, Why Lie
Fly by
Come down now

When I drop in looking pretty
You the class clown man you looking silly
Really though really though really
Know I got the sub bumpin through the whole city
Really did it by myself
I don't need nobody help
Yeah I'm repeating myself
But you just don't get the message
I just ride around town uh, with the mains yeah
Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this
Ride around town uh, with the mains yeah
Keep the pressure down now uh, I can't strain this
Run with the switch
Bet that body hit the ditch
Love when it hits
Catch me gnarly with the shits

Really don't get it
I got the business
She say she love me
I got the mistress
Run around runnin that mouth boy
Make you eat them slugs like Malfoy
Bitin all these mothafuckas while I'm undercover
Artist of the year ill discover
Get a little slice of butter
But I guess you can't believe that
Really thought you could keep secrets
Oh