Get it get it Big stacks on my mind, put in blood and sweat
Gotta chase my goals gotta chase the check! I'm stuck pon di search
Here we get it on the low
Badderman got killers on the go
Ready to light up a soul
Real vibes for the streets
Space cadet on the scene
And we don't f*ck with a snitch
Gotta get the racks
F*ck that we are the best
We straight from the west
233 mi a rep
Who jah bless no one curse
Badderman switch up the flow
We tryna sellout the show
I ain't tryna sellout my bro
Nigga f*ck that
We just tryna get it more
Nigga glttt pow
Really Been down no one reached out
Eyes on the price
Get it get it till thy kingdom come
Ko p3 sika na your time go come
I'm tryna get my money right
It's a do or die
And I been on my grind
Everybody looking white so high
We fly like a kite
Gang gang till the day I die
Blood sweat and tears
I'm conquer all my fears
Ask god to right my wrongs
If am solo or am with the team this Chop gone tag along
Big blue hunndos stuffed inside these jean
What rules the world is cream
I'd be fake if i didn't say go get the cake by any means
Now who want the smoke
Fye fye
Got em *NSYNC
Bye bye
Jux give me my money you know what i mean
Wake up running them stacks
Calculations to the bank
Mathematics in my head
Sika aduro kra still y3 br3 !!
So mana spliff on a lead
Harnessing this all this check
Wu di meka mi je nu back (y3 gynu)
Sika y3 moja , you get it
Mana got blood in my sweet
Insomnia nti no Dey bed ,
Need the guap oh see effect
All pain this but I show no tears
All these problems , nah man not impressed ,
Damn!
Man dey solve things yeah , So I go get it first ,
Cause man way too blessed
Level up without stress ,
Shawty want give me (f*ck) ,
Told her I need to get it first
Mama called my phone
When you coming home
Ma! I need to go get that bag
Yaye yie anka ya be fie
Next year two mill jeez for a verse
For the hustle bro invest
Digital money like Elon
Turn on the show we Dey take off
Blood sweat and tears
I'm conquer all my fears
Ask god to right my wrongs
If am solo or am with the team this Chop gone tag along
Big blue hunndos stuffed inside these jean
What rules the world is cream
I'd be fake if i didn't say go get the cake by any means
Now who want the smoke
Fye fye
Got em *NSYNC
Bye bye
Jux give me my money you know what i mean