Gettin By - Black Hippy/ScHoolboy Q.lrc

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[00:05]Produced by Jerm
[00:13]I’m drunk, I’m high, damn near gettin' by (x8)
[00:40]Stand up guy, bet the mound from the ground
[00:43]I’m a south side nigga, ****ing around ****ing around
[00:46]Jumping niggas off the vert
[00:48]Throw these dollars make them work
[00:49]Silly ass dancer think she gonna get me with all that mileage, no she won't
[00:52]Easily broke you don’t keep hope
[00:54]Kill or be killed, that murder she wrote
[00:56]World full of bread, who wanna be broke
[00:57]Daddy done dead, Ma gotta be both
[00:59]Life’s too short, gotta be close
[01:01]Tryin’ to get it big house out of these folks
[01:03]Give me two years, it’ll probably be three
[01:04]4 door benz make my flee
[01:06]On the regular tip, I’m hit
[01:08]Your lit, I’m super
[01:10]Dude don't like when they set that trap
[01:11]Just like that like I ain't never knew ya
[01:13]Treat them hoes just like manure
[01:14]I maneuver like booyah
[01:16]I’m too ill to slip, new wheel to whip
[01:18]Necklace out the cooler
[01:19]I’ve been drunk and high all day y’all
[01:21]My niggas loud as a AR
[01:23]I heard money the only thing that holds weigh
[01:24]A hundred and fifty pounds on the radar
[01:26]Nine out of ten, there's a friend there's a snake
[01:28]We all walk around with the same scar
[01:29]Seems like it’s real but it ain’t
[01:31]Bet these trips to the bank won't change naw
[01:33][02:53]A pound of loud, smoke up
[01:35][02:55]Everyday I’m getting stuck
[01:36][02:56]In my city they get down
[01:38][02:58]Watch the way I hold it up
[01:40][03:00]Won’t give in, won’t give up
[01:41][03:01]I gotta be rich as ****
[01:43][03:03]Racks tuck, ****ing what
[01:45][03:05]Baddest bitches getting touched
[01:46][03:06]I’m drunk, I’m high, damn near gettin' by (x4)
[02:00]Dear hater, a playa is definitly in your radar
[02:03]My bitch goes to work, she ****s me on her day off
[02:06]Laid off huh, why would she **** with a nigga like you
[02:09]She wanna **** with a nigga named Q
[02:11]Number 1 gangster can’t be two
[02:12]Gotta get dough I ain’t tryin’ to be poor
[02:14]Niggas go broke cuz his rap money slow
[02:16]Lie to my daughter like I'm chopping up soap
[02:17]Gotta sell weed, every gram mean hope
[02:19]****ing you mean, what the **** you know
[02:21]Black Hippy,ScHoolboy Q,Lloyd Banks+Gettin By+Black Hippy+Still ain’t met another nigga like m
[02:22]Sippin Hennessy, ****ing crumbs on the seat
[02:24]Hollow tip shots mother****er I’m a G
[02:26]Let’s get slow, slur relax
[02:28]And have no worries ’cause I’m blessed
[02:30]Made 20 thousand dollars through a ****ing text
[02:33]And I said yes before I stretch, she give me neck, your city next
[02:36]So this your town, **** your respect
[02:38]I’m the headline you don’t get my check
[02:39]Back wood toke, let a real mother****er smoke
[02:41]Eyes bloodshot right behind these locs
[02:42]Tryin’ to get a house up out these folks
[02:44]Pimped out ride with the new gold spokes
[02:46]Spark a blunt, pass it around
[02:48]Prowl the mother****er and **** her down
[02:49]Me & Banks was smoking loud
[02:51]Bet your ho will leave you now
文本歌词
Produced by Jerm
I’m drunk, I’m high, damn near gettin' by (x8)
Stand up guy, bet the mound from the ground
I’m a south side nigga, ****ing around ****ing around
Jumping niggas off the vert
Throw these dollars make them work
Silly ass dancer think she gonna get me with all that mileage, no she won't
Easily broke you don’t keep hope
Kill or be killed, that murder she wrote
World full of bread, who wanna be broke
Daddy done dead, Ma gotta be both
Life’s too short, gotta be close
Tryin’ to get it big house out of these folks
Give me two years, it’ll probably be three
4 door benz make my flee
On the regular tip, I’m hit
Your lit, I’m super
Dude don't like when they set that trap
Just like that like I ain't never knew ya
Treat them hoes just like manure
I maneuver like booyah
I’m too ill to slip, new wheel to whip
Necklace out the cooler
I’ve been drunk and high all day y’all
My niggas loud as a AR
I heard money the only thing that holds weigh
A hundred and fifty pounds on the radar
Nine out of ten, there's a friend there's a snake
We all walk around with the same scar
Seems like it’s real but it ain’t
Bet these trips to the bank won't change naw
A pound of loud, smoke up
Everyday I’m getting stuck
In my city they get down
Watch the way I hold it up
Won’t give in, won’t give up
I gotta be rich as ****
Racks tuck, ****ing what
Baddest bitches getting touched
I’m drunk, I’m high, damn near gettin' by (x4)
Dear hater, a playa is definitly in your radar
My bitch goes to work, she ****s me on her day off
Laid off huh, why would she **** with a nigga like you
She wanna **** with a nigga named Q
Number 1 gangster can’t be two
Gotta get dough I ain’t tryin’ to be poor
Niggas go broke cuz his rap money slow
Lie to my daughter like I'm chopping up soap
Gotta sell weed, every gram mean hope
****ing you mean, what the **** you know
Black Hippy,ScHoolboy Q,Lloyd Banks+Gettin By+Black Hippy+Still ain’t met another nigga like m
Sippin Hennessy, ****ing crumbs on the seat
Hollow tip shots mother****er I’m a G
Let’s get slow, slur relax
And have no worries ’cause I’m blessed
Made 20 thousand dollars through a ****ing text
And I said yes before I stretch, she give me neck, your city next
So this your town, **** your respect
I’m the headline you don’t get my check
Back wood toke, let a real mother****er smoke
Eyes bloodshot right behind these locs
Tryin’ to get a house up out these folks
Pimped out ride with the new gold spokes
Spark a blunt, pass it around
Prowl the mother****er and **** her down
Me & Banks was smoking loud
Bet your ho will leave you now