Get It Up lyrics
by Turbo
[Intro]
Playmakers
[Chorus: Gunna]
I took my wrist off a Civic, drove that Bentley through the city, yeah
Next come winter, feel like Christmas
We gon' make you n*ggas envy us, yeah
Spent two-fifty on my jewelry, I don't think that I can get enough
You n*ggas ain't the only one with it, you must thought we weren't gon' get it, yeah
[Verse 1: Shad Da God]
Got the eagle, it's a 50, and I smoke a P like Diddy
Got the A like Master P, new neighborhood in Chopper City
Look at my b*tch, how she got Chanel shirts on top o' her titties
Told that b*tch that she gotta be a head hunter for these fifties
Bet a thousand that it gon' eat my drip right up like Piccadilly
Dropping that pus*y on that beat, that beat was same brown as a penny
They ain't wanna share the plug, now I got Mexicans in my business
I got on hoed Givenchy, I look so clean, I probably came home in extensions
Bankroll Korean wallet, trapping out coupe, fast cars and big body
One more O next, n*ggas ain't got no money, we need somebody
I smoke my plant exotic, I spray Gucci on all my body parts
Hi-Tech fit my chopper, camouflage it
[Chorus: Gunna]
I took my wrist off a Civic, drove that Bentley through the city, yeah
Next come winter, feel like Christmas
We gon' make you n*ggas envy us, yeah
Spent two-fifty on my jewelry, I don't think that I can get enough
You n*ggas ain't the only one with it, you must thought we weren't gon' get it, yeah
[Verse 2: Shad Da God]
I just pulled up with that bankroll, you can tell I got it in my clothes
Everything on, all blue sh*t, you know what I'm saying?
I'm having fans and they tripping, VVS, that why my heart cold
Big watches is on me, bro
Big watches is on a ho
Big pistols are on a ho
20 racks on me, though
We gon' scrape that up and slap his nose
Where you get that collar coat? Fashion, man, had it since '94
I was too blind, I scare the ho
Light a blunt up at my show
[Chorus: Gunna]
I took my wrist off a Civic, drove that Bentley through the city, yeah
Next come winter, feel like Christmas
We gon' make you n*ggas envy us, yeah
Spent two-fifty on my jewelry, I don't think that I can get enough
You n*ggas ain't the only one with it, you must thought we weren't gon' get it, yeah