E-Jayy - Get With It Lyrics

Ugh
Yeah
The Money Hustle
Get With It Bitch
F*ck you
And you already know what it is man
Dash Gang Entertainment
Joe-C on the beat
Every time I step into the booth
You know I murder it
It's Dash Gang bitch
I know you might of heard of it
I'll put your dogs to scrap
But I ain't Michael Vick
You look like a skinny toothpick bitch
I'll snap you quick
We ain't nothing to be f*cking with
I'm still packing heat
Got that shit strapped close to my hip
I got a four fifth
That'll leave your cranium split
So come and try me
Before you get your shit stitched
Ugh
And we Mobbin' in the streets
Best believe you heard of me
E-Jayy, and you know I've always kept it G
Don't ride my D
Like a f*cking jeep
When you've been asleep
So go back to what you do best
And count you sheep
Catch some Z's
Cause if it ain't bout paper
I ain't about it
I'm all of a profit or business
Blessings is what I'm counting
And all that fake shit
I ain't talking
I ain't bluffing
Thotties ain't for loving
I be really out here thuggin'
I be off the loud
Reason why I'm making so much ruckus
But your bitch she love it
Trunk shaking while I put it in her stomach
Strip her naked
Let me see what's underneath them garments
Put my dick in her mouth
So deep it makes her want to vomit
I ain't bragging
She really out here gaggin'
Wide hips, big breast
And her side tatted
Yeeeaaah
That's my main bitch
For her I'll put in work cause dawg
I'm tryna get rich
Ugh
I'm balling harder than an athlete
There's no competition therefore
No one can match me
I'm so fast on my feet
The cops can't even catch me
I'm gone in a heartbeat
Aiming skills are so precisely
I'm smoking so much weed
I'm feeling like a Marley
I used to sell so many G's
The fiends wouldn't stop calling
I get it by any means, regardless
If I got a problem
You know that I'll solve it
Can't wait for the day you see me balling
Now I'm tryna get paid on the mic
People give me props cause they recognize the kid kills it
Alright
Sharpening my skills by freestyling throughout the night
Razor in my mouth that shit is just as sharp as a knife
So don't copy me
Because you envy me
These lame motherf*ckers hating
It's just jealousy
All they try to do is knock my energy
They saying that my music sucks well bitch I might agree
Bitch I might agree
My music sucks
Bitch I might agree