LETS GET IT by GXNER. Lyrics

[GXNER]
Sirens call the police
Droppin 20 on a Patek you still owe me
Spraying 20 out the mag leave you hole-y
Leave that boy straight in the past we ain’t holy

Imma knock that sucker down like I’m bowling
They gon call his mother he under the flooring

Press on the brake uh
Pick up the pace huh
Get to cake me right up up up
Haters be fake yuh
Imma go straight up
You gonna go under the mud mud mud

I be tryna live my life
All you haters can go and die
Just stay up out my sight
Fore the fist meet your wind pipe
He gon call on twelve
Imma bid that boy farewell
All it gonna spill
Egg crack make a meal

Uh, you gonna lose your skull
We ain’t ever aiming low like a guttural

Duffle bag boy
Spraying like a blastoise
Causing mad noise
Crash in like an asteroid

[EDDISON]
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[GXNER]
A homie thing he tough
Think he tough

Yeah he thinking that he doin some
He ain’t pulling up
You ain’t ever even gripped a gun
What’s about to dump?

Call on 12 yuh x6
He gonna talk I’ll slam his neck into the bleachers
I might just drop out and flip my finger to the teachers
Stepping on her ex i got his blood up on my sneakers
She gonna blow right on my stick and Im talking creeper
Meet her
All up in that trunk how imma freak her
Heater
Stay up on my hip it could delete her

Aye
You could get turned right into some meat
Please
Step up out my way or you gon bleed
Pee
All of it is filled with THC
I can’t breathe
All the smoke my lungs are turning weak

[GUAP SENSEI]
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