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Get It (feat. Master Kato) by Shoreline Mafia album cover

Get It (feat. Master Kato)

by Shoreline Mafia

Lyrics
Shit is getting heavy now, heavy now
Man, this shit is getting heavy now, heavy now
Shawna Mafia, baby
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy

Swear this shit is getting heavy now
I'm talking money in the bank, I got some fetty now
I put them Perkies in my drink, you off that fentanyl

Used to be crazy, fuck you think? I had to settle down

For real, bruh, but I couldn't stop
Took off with the stars in the Wraith
All I seen was stars, got me feeling lost
Like what you say? But I couldn't stop
Took off with the stars in the Wraith
All I seen was stars, got me feeling lost, for real
Catch me in one of my rounds, can't give you no pound
Nigga, I don't fuck with you
I just hit a stain for the pound
Let me break shit down, then I might come fuck with you

Shoreline, we untouchable
Old money like the Huxtables
Young niggas funny, I don't fuck with you
Better get to running, nigga, 'fore I bust at you
And then I might come fuck with you

Shoreline, we untouchable
You niggas funny, I don't fuck with you
Better get to running, nigga, 'fore I bust at you
You, you

Then I might bust at you, you, you
Nigga better get to running, you

Bitch, I always gotta get it, I be working with the work
Robbie out here pitching midget, I'm just fucking with the Perc'
Know I'm always 'bout a ticket, you could get it with a bag
I need all my fucking chicken, bitch, I get it like it's my last, yeah
Bitch, I always gotta get it, I be working with the work
Robbie out here pitching midget, I'm just fucking with the Perc'
Know I'm always 'bout a ticket, you could get it with a bag
I need all my fucking chicken, bitch, I get it like it's my last, yeah

Shit ain't ever easy, it's some drama every day
And if you know me, then you know my favorite pistol .38
I still pray to God, I gotta wash my sins off every day
We still out here selling dope like we ain't find another way
Lot of money in the safe put away

Niggas hate so I gotta get away
Where I'm from, swear to God, ain't safe
Still tryna leave the block, I can't
My brother got shot, I say
Fuck friends, nigga, let's get paid
Now look at this money I made
Everybody screaming out my name (Bitch)
This shit crazy in the bitch and I just know it

That we so blessed to get to live to see this moment

Niggas say that I be gassing and I smoke it

I'm just tryna get a action out of focus

Bitch, I always gotta get it, I be working with the work
Robbie out here pitching midget, I'm just fucking with the Perc'
Know I'm always 'bout a ticket, you could get it with a bag
I need all my fucking chicken, bitch, I get it like it's my last, yeah
Bitch, I always gotta get it, I be working with the work
Robbie out here pitching midget, I'm just fucking with the Perc'
Know I'm always 'bout a ticket, you could get it with a bag
I need all my fucking chicken, bitch, I get it like it's my last, yeah