Get Along (feat. Lil Yachty, LUCKI & Veeze)

[00:01.54] Ay, with the wolves and the snakes, I'm safe
[00:03.42] Niggas asked for the fame, can't relate
[00:05.28] Gettin' high in the Lam' like a date (bullet)
[00:07.32] She my twin, but we can't get along
[00:08.83] Drinkin' dope like we still in the '80s
[00:10.73] Mud fake, prolly havin' withdrawals
[00:12.49] Got paper, that ho get a
[00:15.45] Ay, ay, got paper, that ho get along
[00:17.80] Got paper, that ho get along
[00:19.44] Got paper, that ho get along (bullet)
[00:21.60] I'll make a bad bitch hit notes
[00:23.98] Me and twin get the highest fasho
[00:25.58] We pour codeine in high doses
[00:28.48] I don't get how a broke nigga joke
[00:29.11] These lil' niggas f- (phew)
[00:31.43] No way a nigga really want shmoke
[00:32.47] I'll fly a bitch in, won't poke her
[00:34.47] I just want her to see me the most (what? What?)
[00:36.66] Richest young niggas you know (okay)
[00:38.41] If it's up with me, don't post it (phew)
[00:40.04] Need to be worried 'bout bills
[00:41.72] Worried 'bout the fuck I'm postin' (phew)
[00:43.67] Same young niggas I post with (mmh)
[00:45.62] Post up, H-Town, loaded (huh)
[00:47.36] Pretty young bitches come hold it (phew)
[00:49.28] Big-boy faces, tote it (what?)
[00:50.83] Movin' around focused (phew), slime, I'm the coldest
[00:54.49] Slide it to bro, I owe him (slatt), get niggas spent like a token (rrr)
[00:58.15] Ay, I be slimy, but I'm still focused
[01:01.46] She standin' on what she say, whenever I see her, I got somethin' for her (what?)
[01:05.32] I really be livin', I'm livin' in space, I'm thinkin' the Bentley and 'Rari and solar
[01:08.59] Come out your feelings, but you in the way, you get spoiled if you get your play
[01:11.98] I still be laughin' 'cause niggas be backwards, I got on my cleats and I didn't e'en play
[01:15.59] If I could buy the world, I'm barely sober, recommend ten milligrams in a day (what?)
[01:19.31] Twin like Blake, put a nigga on a poster, and I'm gon' autograph with my name
[01:22.80] She say I'm perfect, but I'm two-faced, she say I'm perfect, but I'm two
[01:26.62] Ay, ay, got paper, that ho get along
[01:30.19] Got paper, that ho get along
[01:31.96] Got paper, that ho get along (what?)
[01:33.63] Ay, ay (biggest label in hip-hop, Can't Be Fucked With, yeah), got paper, that ho get along
[01:37.03] Got paper, that ho get along (yeah, Wavy Navy, Oink Boys), got paper, that ho get along (yeah)
[01:40.65] I put the swag in all of that shit that they said, you know that they got it from me (you know they got it from me)
[01:44.30] I let this ho take one of my Chrome Hearts sweaters, I bought it too little for me (uh)
[01:47.31] We was just juggin' for lean, how I write up the script, man, the bros used to call me Spike Lee (shh)
[01:50.85] I was just hittin' that bitch, then I passed her to Tune, ain't a ball hog, you feel? It ain't deep
[01:54.60] You know I'm sick as the A-I-Ds, reach for a chain, you gon' lay where I preach (bah, bah)
[01:58.14] He got some pints, 38, yeah, we meetin' (ugh), say he gettin' money, where it at? I ain't see it
[02:01.63] I'm on that syrup 365 days, man, I feel like the Tower of Pisa (all year, all week)
[02:05.68] I'm never solo as long as that blick on my side, when I squeeze it, it's feelin' like teamwork (ah)
[02:08.82] Pullin' her weave, then buy her a bundle, if she a dime, I send her to doubles
[02:12.53] I'm sippin' Wock', I know that you jealous, I'm fuckin' first night or holdin' a grudge (yeah)
[02:16.23] Bet you ain't ever just seen you a group of young niggas with millions that's comin' like us (hrrt)
[02:19.84] You ain't ever seen this Patek, it's rose with brown on the face like Nestle Crunch (lil'-ass nigga)
[02:23.71] Ay, Cullinan floatin' like a boat on land
[02:26.15] I don't fuck with niggas, we the Can't Be clan
[02:27.98] 'Member payin' 25 cent for a Xan'
[02:29.60] Sell 'em for a dollar, Chrome Heart joggers
[02:31.58] I done left five M cash with the robbers
[02:33.89] I ain't seen a problem that the money can't solve
[02:34.96] Beefin' 'bout a bitch, had to kill my dawg
[02:36.84] And I had to tell his mama that it ain't my fault
[02:38.80] Buyin' all the buttons, we preparin' for a war
[02:41.05] Brodie comin' home, I'm just waitin' on the call
[02:42.12] Yeah, he ran off, but he ain't get far
[02:44.19] Started from the bottom, now I'm high as the stars, yeah
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