Get Em - Intellectual

Get ‘em dummy

[Hook]

On my momma bitch, I’m all about this paper (get ‘em dummy)

Center stage got the whole club sayin’

Get ‘em, get ‘em, get ‘em (Ayyy)

Get ‘em, get ‘em, get ‘em

These clowns throwing dirt on my name, I’m just tryna make it

All I said was how you doing, she just gettin’ naked

Switchman of the year, I been nominated

I’m something like a Boosie cut, I stay high and faded

Rap game ugly, and this bitch need a makeover

Was laid back, now this the We The Best takeover

Used to be skinny toed, Khaled passed the plate over

Now I’m hopping out the Phantom or the Range Rover

Shit I’m from the hood, I got nothin’ to lose

Ate a lotta rappers, turned a lotta fools to food

Got no expectations, I got nothin’ to prove

In Miami, top floor, bitch I’m super cool

Talk cash, trash daily, and my fans love it

Couple chains, promo fans, way before the budget

I go hard every song, know oh you haters love it

Tell ‘em holla at me later, bitch I’m still clubbin’

Where that money, nigga been done

Big funds make me pre-cum

Did that hoe bout four times, just call that bitch a re-run

Legend in my city, recognition I don’t need none

Ballin’ like a bitch, she know a switchman when she see one

Always been a real nigga, say my name I deal with ‘em

Grew up reppin’ my side, while my big brother, I’m still with him

I’m a made man, bad bitch and a nice grill

Whip it like a bad kid, add my favorite ad-lib (yeaa)

Always on point like a muhfucker

Two chains swingin, turn your wife to my dick sucker

Put ‘em all in a line, I need more hoes

They on the same team, just different head like the pro bowl

Niggas got bad flows, but got good timing

People snitching in the hood, so I started rhyming

Well known your whole family sing like the Wayans

No brake pads, bitch I’m still grinding