Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Em', artist - Yung Mal.
Date of issue: 04.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Em' |
Huh, I be tryna tell these niggas chill, chill |
Dubba-AA flexin' |
Ayy, yo, that’s Dre |
Tryna just kill 'em, man |
Louie Bandz made another one |
Just like my money, I’ma stretch him, uh |
Catch a nigga at the exit |
Leave his head in his lap while he textin' |
Bus load comin' in, we call it 'Rome Bettis |
Drop that cash, nigga, bet it |
PayPal, Cash App, send it through Zelle, huh |
Stay strapped, never bear arm teddy (This is the sound) |
Fuck the block, the quick come petty |
Take her off block, I can fuck when I’m ready |
Been thuggin' all my life, no Makaveli |
Diamonds they shine, lil' ho, I’m Big Pissy |
Play with me, nigga, your head get missin' |
Yeah, I signed me a deal, but my brother still trap in the kitchen |
Fuck 12, free Lil Quill, let’s get it |
Straight out the trenches, now I’m worth mil' tickets |
Fuck her all night when my pill kick in |
Yeah, I got rich but I’m still Zone 6 livin' |
Ride with that stick and it flip niggas |
All this shit, it came from the ground, I built, nigga |
Took off fast, I shocked 'em just like Silkk, nigga |
I get your partner killed, nigga |
Brother made bond, he still killin' |
Don’t fuck with no rat, no Stuart Little |
We get that pack and we straight dismiss 'em |
Bitch asked me why I fuck with my pistol |
Bitch, I can’t do shit without this glizzy |
Got that glizzy while I’m pissin' |
I can’t trust these niggas |
Seen niggas cross they niggas out like they had scissors |
Huh, she take my dick and rinse it, yeah |
I’m in her mouth like a dentist, yeah |
Can’t fall off, got Benjamins, yeah |
All my cars be tinted, yeah |
Huh, hol' up, yeah |
Get 'em, yeah, get 'em, get 'em, uh, uh |
Shawty gon' get 'em, get 'em, huh |
Shawty wan' play, I’ma get him, huh |
Straight through his head, split him, uh |
Play with that bread, we kill 'em, huh, yeah |
Poppin' these Percs like Skittles, yeah |
We do the pushin' and sit-ups, yeah |
I shoot that Glock with my chin up, yeah |
Toss up a dub at Pin Ups (Mhm) |
Know the front end comin' in soon as I wake up |
Go to L.A. and I ball like Kobe, no Laker (Mhm) |
He just a hater, he don’t got no paper |
I heard went broke tryna flex for the ladies |
Huh, hol' up, yeah |
Get 'em, yeah, get 'em, get 'em, uh, uh |
Shawty gon' get 'em, get 'em, huh |
Shawty wan' play, I’ma get him, huh |