where.is.anthony - Gettin To It (feat. MTS.Moo) Lyrics

Tss, these niggas think we don't be gettin to it
They think we like them or sum
Ay, they don't think we be gettin to it
Do we be gettin to it though
Tss, is that even a question
21 with 20 bucks, i swear that shi be depressing (damn)
Oh she asked about me twice? I swear that ho second guessing (tss)
I ain't your teacher, but you try me, i swear i'll teach a lesson
Nigga blind, running to that money, i told him "Get Out" (bye)
You talkin like you Meech, you know you took the safest route
You ask about that green, it's right under that vacant house
I known that nigga since the dirt, why he faking now (stupid)
Oh that shi around your neck, ay let me get that (come here)
Don't think about refusing, i'll have my brother get you shit bagged (ah-ah-ah-ahhh)
Drank got me feelin like a nigga up at 6 flags
But i'll be straight, my niggas on yo ass like 6 fags
( 'cause we don't shoot at no range nigga)
Lil cuddie dirty with that shh, he aiming for your brain nigga
Cougar thang, said she like let me, let her out the cage nigga (come here)
I don't care how old she is, she like em underage nigga (what)
I'm half way counting through the stack, she gotta wait nigga (hold on)
Top gone, i-10, swerving different lanes nigga (we gone)
Don't try to step, swear i'll pull a Tory Lanez nigga (free bro)
Wallet need a treadmill, my shi outta shape nigga
(it's chunky, ay)
Said I'll pull a Tory Lanez nigga, I'll shoot you and your bitch
On the freeway cutting up, I got the blicky on my hip (ay)
I got your bitch she throwing up, and now she finna hit the splits
I put 5k on your head, and make a fat nigga run
Like a black bitch, I can't leave the house without my bonnet
Stacking money up, lil bitch yeah, i'm running like i'm Sonic
Baby drac on my hip, I might call that bitch Adonis
A lot of jeans don't fit, cannot fit inside my pockets
Like, bhad freak bitch, want to hop inside the limousine (ah)
They say "Cam, what's in your cup?" Man this pure codeine (drankin)
Yeah the purple one, I don't sip green
Pulled the mask down, shot him twice, now he got shit bagged (ughh)
Laughed in his man's face like "Come get your get-back" (ah-ha)
I done popped doe shi, now it really smell like shit now (ughh)
Got the cheese touch, all the hoes, they finna run away now
(Tss, they gone)