Get It - Jose Guapo, Trapboy Freddy

Get It - Jose Guapo, Trapboy Freddy

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:40

Below is the lyrics of the song Get It , artist - Jose Guapo, Trapboy Freddy with translation

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Get It

Jose Guapo, Trapboy Freddy

Straight out up the streets, I ain’t gradguate from high school

With all these cars, a nigga gotta keep it cool

Can’t let a nigga play me, my mama ain’t raised a fool

I can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food

Cause I know how to get it

Cause I know how to get it

I’m in the streets, I’m petty

Do this shit in any city

These bitches they with it, they treat a nigga like I’m Diddy

Packages and shipping, Imma get it to you, nigga

I ain’t never trippin, I drink lean, I get it

Bitches shakin ass for the cash, I ain’t mad at 'm

Magic City Monday, if I see you, I throw the bag at you

You can get the brick, young Guapo be a bag god

Back in the trap, they like «Young Guapo got some bags»

I know how to get it

I know how to spend it

Check the scoreboard, nigga, you know we winnin

And I won’t fall for it, till I get a hundred million

Straight out up the streets, I ain’t gradguate from high school

With all these cars, a nigga gotta keep it cool

Can’t let a nigga play me, my mama ain’t raised a fool

I can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food

Cause I know how to get it

Cause I know how to get it

Dropped out of school, I’m the teacher

Microwaving beaters, pain up in the lieder

Cut her off, she leavin

Givenchi on the shoes, no creeses

Gucci decent, I DMV it

It’s Freddy, you still got that deal?

Yeah, you get thrilled

I see you made it rappin, bitch, I’m trappin

Trap feel like a mansion, ain’t no couches

Raise a blade and answer

Sacks and packs, I sell 'm

From the cliff down to Atlanta

Say I got hit, get canseled

I’m a smooth nigga, no hassle

I’m a boss, baby, don’t answer

Takin losses, shit happens

Make it back, I’m the captain

These rappers be cappin

I was in apartments trappin, while you were rappin

Straight out up the streets, I ain’t gradguate from high school

With all these cars, a nigga gotta keep it cool

Can’t let a nigga play me, my mama ain’t raised a fool

I can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food

Cause I know how to get it

Cause I know how to get it

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