We get what

We get dripped up

We get what

We get dripped up

Welcome to my class, this shit boutta get in session

It still feels like i'm the substitute, but this is my profession

I ain't talking bout no pastors boy but this is my confession

It still feels like it's a robbery with your heart in my possession

How you supposed to judge me if you ain't been in my shoes

I know winning on my mind cause i got nothing to lose

So don't you stop believing i was born to sing the blues

Ya you can call me sixxx they feel no ways about my views

Damn boy you a joker

No insurance you just broker

I don't swim but i'm a stroker

Pretty face i might just poke her

Pretty taste i might just choke her

In that lace i'm boutta soak her

Got them tats gon rock a choker

Singing loud i think i broke her

We got smoke in the air so it's kinda hard to breathe

My life feel like a movie so i think she like the scene

Man you know i'm in my zone when i'm smoking on the green

If you feel like a king then man you deserve a queen

Hit that pussy from the back ,she said imma killa

I'm just tryna right my wrongs so you can call me bryson tilla

We gon take a trip to cuba got me chillin in a villa

You can call me mike jack cause she think that i'm her thrilla

I'm on my shit so i splash on a bitch

And i wait for my day to go cash on a bitch

Take a trip to LA so i dash from this shit

But i'm still tryna stay so i rap on this shit

Feeling so cold that i think that i'm frozen

I splash on a foul man i feel like derozan

I'll hold all the scars from the life that i've chosen

A window to life and it always stay closing

Get dripped up

Get fit up

Got a real bad bitch she tryna lick up

Get dripped up

We get fit up

Got a real bad bitch tryna lick up

Know the bass bumping

And we got the crowd get jumping

I'm starring off to space man you know i'm up to something

Got my vision like i'm stevie so you never see me coming

Imma bolt on the track but i dont fuck with the runnin

Bad lil bitch on me got class

Ya she make it work when i smack that ass

Just keep lookin too the future don't keep living in the past

I keep drawing all these straws so when's it gonna be my last

I hit it back to back this bitch gonna call me drake

But i don't want the love if i can tell it's fake

Gotta bitch so bad that you gotta double take

When i wake up in the morning man you know it's time to bake

Imma run a check up you can call me fuckin' nike

Imma boutta make this movie you can call me fuckin spike lee

Boy this ain't no fuckin instagram i don't care if you like me

Need the 2..3 on my coupe so you can call me fuckin' mikey

We get dripped up

We get fit up

Got a real bad bitch she tryna lick up

We get fit up

We get dripped up

Got a real bad bitch she tryna lick up

I be shooting for the stars tryna be just like the beatles

Think we on the same level but i know that we not equals

I be sitting here on mars got me flying like the eagles

They say imma fly boi man i feel like tarentino

And man she gotta run it back imma hit that shit again

You ain't really on a wave you is really jus a trend

You know kora is my name and that wave i'm boutta bend

But fuck yo negativity that shit jus gotta end