Get Down - Statik Selektah, Wale, Phil Ade

I see your face

(Don't change the channel)

Every night and day

(It's just a little bit of Statik)

The thought of you

(Erry Blue Moon big tune)

Just let go of me

(Adé you ready?)

They showin' a flow killer

Never below, nigga

The zone, my cortizone, is twenty below zero

At the bank I’m thanking who gave me this flow nigga

Alice and Frank with 'em, my women be so.

splittupp

Now go, Phil A'

I think it’s ironic I’m digging a gold digger

Money my goal nigga, got bitches in vogue

Nigga no niggas that you know is as cold with the flow nigga

Account is on Potomac but no niggas

Where my South Beach bitch can’t tell you where Roanoke is

I’m such a cold nigga stuck to the cold nigga

I promise to keep it G, Double-G's on my clothes nigga, I’m Gucci!

(I'm Sergio my nigga

Looking like them OG’s that never pose for Insta-)

Gram but not a picture

(Grams is what they picture)

Man, these niggas sweeter than hams with

They

Yeah y’all ain’t authentic yet

Come to my city, I bet somebody say I’m real as shit

Come to your city, you silly niggas is irrelevant

Never met anyone fucking with me maybe I sell a bit of

Off white girl

Off white

Long flights to God knows where but her

Man I got plans for the world

Stop playin with Barry Sanders, God just sent a Mural

I smash and get the

That’s head on face, nigga

God damn, you niggas hittin' yo head on face nigga

I’m fast you niggas uhhh… Woo!

Moonwalkin' checks nigga UH

And y’all some in the way niggas

Uh, Yeah, I run with renegade niggas

When I’m in LA yeah I get that lemonade

Bake you with the good one, kick it like some MMA niggas

Uh, imma let her hit the squad though

Squad goals been reached, my reach as far as this arm go

All on me out in Largo

Moms stay out in

Every time I perform it’s foreign, we need an encore

Yeah, I keep broads on the d-low

C-notes in my Chino’s, used to carry the kilos

Now I got the juice, can’t judge me Judge Ito

I’m Mike when on the mic

You might be just Tito

Yeah, I’m too real for sucker shit

MoCo, PG gon' fuck with this

Still got my Nike Boots in my mother’s crib

Still get love and get down

Uh, I’m too real for sucker shit

MoCo, PG gon' fuck with this

Still got my Nike Boots in my mother’s crib

Still get love and get down

Down, down, down

Get love and get down

Down, down, down

Get love and get down

One day a smile

Next day a tear

Can’t understand why I need you here