Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get With Her, artist - Jay Critch.
Date of issue: 05.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get With Her |
Old school whip with the spinners, I pull up, your bitch wanna eat me for dinner |
I got the hundreds, go figure, the ice sit up on my shoulders like blizzards |
She got a bag from the city, she trying to get with me, I’m trying to get with |
her |
Tool on my side, it’s a one hit quitter |
Brand new check, got my old bitch bitter |
My dog banging the red like Clifford |
Cuzzo be up in the cut like scissors |
I’m in the club trying to fuck on strippers |
They just be running they mouth on Twitter |
I’ma keep running it up with my niggas |
I move my wrist and the stones like glitter |
He said he wanted the smoke, won’t talk on the phone, no, nigga, |
we coming to get you |
Don’t speak, man, don’t even whisper |
He pussy, he born with the whiskers |
I’m still sipping lean by the pitcher |
And I’m still with 30s, no switching |
Run the trap like we running the kitchen |
I take the trash out, bro do the dishes |
Go to sleep and I be having visions |
I’ma get rich 'fore I ever see prison |
These niggas baiting like these niggas fishing |
Used to be broke, I’m in better position |
I put the baddie in different positions |
I got some money, I’m still on that mission |
I’m sipping Wock', mix it up with the Tristan |
Where I’m from, niggas moving real vicious |
Where I’m from, it like the golden ticket |
Now I cop it, couldn’t get it for Christmas |
But my bitches so bad, they don’t listen |
She on her knees, bless me like Christian |
She wanna sex me, okay, I’m with it |
Bro on the text-free running up digits |
Give me a shot and I’m never gon' miss it |
Even from half court, you hear the swishes |
Want a bag, told her she gotta earn that, rub me right and I’m granting her |
wishes |
Open her mouth, I put dick in it |
I’m getting money, it’s getting ridiculous |
I’ve seen it all, but I ain’t never witness it |
I’m in Miami, she eat me like finger-licking |
Pinky ring on my hand, got my finger kicking |
Pussy wet and I’m putting my finger in it |
Trigger happy, bro say that his finger itching |
Mafia shit, send you mail with the finger in it |
Old school whip with the spinners, I pull up, your bitch wanna eat me for dinner |
I got the hundreds, go figure, the ice sit up on my shoulders like blizzards |
She got a bag from the city, she trying to get with me, I’m trying to get with |
her |
Tool on my side, it’s a one hit quitter |
Brand new check, got my old bitch bitter |
My dog banging the red like Clifford |
Cuzzo be up in the cut like scissors |
I’m in the club trying to fuck on strippers |
They just be running they mouth on Twitter |
I’ma keep running it up with my niggas |
I move my wrist and the stones like glitter |
He said he wanted the smoke, won’t talk on the phone, no, nigga, |
we coming to get you |