Bad Lucc

Bad Lucc - Get Em lyrics

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Feat. Problem & Jay Rock

AK on the wake up, the plan til I die

Keep my cake up, like I throw I reveal in the sky

Til it’s waste up[, you ain’t got nothing

You better get some, diamonds lain

Banging like kick drop

Fancy new ride, painted with that new bitch

Done crazy on and dive

But you gotta get my lips from sally

Play right and you better come her

On the floor through this will come here

My diamonds

Clear when they spark it like tonic, eye conic

When I’m rhyming, no laying, just flex and I done it

Like one with the one jacks on and do that

Keep a shooter, miller, El Burn tightsome

Action, Jackson with it

Y’all just popping all for play and can’t get the gun with it

Playing Tonny, might tearing all and get stone with it

Probably DMC, quit run with it

Yeah, my mind is design cookie, and run fast, what you saying, Rocky?

32 with OG up in the building, I did this

While hookie, it’s build true blood on mess sookie

Every since I came out that placenta I’ve been making all for what the veins got enter

Becomes with that shinie and _____________(?)

They lost the life and colors, why you walk around the shinnies

So when you get that line for all you nigga, we ain’t hatin’

We get the rappers how call evil, what motherfucker I’m sayin?

I’ve been around the world been around this hundred thousand

When I got to speak I’m so shot and my browser

Bad and I’m looking more things in this murder

Where you from put it on the line with this murging

Sick around and get something you could see

They wasn’t seen a nigga like me since me

Get ‘em , don’t worry ‘bout what I’m holding

Silence ad get quick inside of my gold

And boy, know the rose, nigga I’m do voyaging

Worry on that pussy or I’m so touring

Put your car but you holding, go fishing. Fold it

Sleeping on me, flogs, crystals on morning

Schooling this young perfect this all

Professor X, I'm just a perfectionist

You lookin' at excellence

Fake niggas, pestilence

Try me for my necklace

Gats blow, then your head to the exorcist

I’m just do it like you on checking list

Lord boy when I flow so reckless

Cars and get it and pause the way I get shit

Seven day chop, TVA, poer long night and fall back round the shit nigga, no lie

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