CountPennies - Gettin To It

I been gettin' to it
Tryna' get a bag
Tryna' get to it
Put my momma in a Jag
Tryna' make sure I'm in first
Cause I ain't comin' last
If he see us creepin' wit' it
Get to runnin' fast

She on my mind
I'm tryna craft sum' wit' her
Ion' even want da' bitch
Unless the bag comin' wit her
Dat' nigga hatin' cause
He had sum' wit' her
Know you see me wit' dis' chain
Like da' sun when it's hittin'

Lookin' for a new new baby
I need sum' different
I can't even seen da' lane
Don't know why I'm steerin' it
Gettin' to it I been tryna put
My sweat and tears in it
You don't listen to my shit
But yo' bitch she hearing dis'

Margiela kicks just to kick
Ima' keep it simple
I been tryna' keep it steady
Sum' like a Gimbal
It take a minute just to sip on wine
In a limo
Tryna' get straight to dis' money
What you tryna' chill for?

What you showin' off dat' band for?
I could get a couple of em'
Make it blow
Put dis' bitch in track and spin it
On da' road
Everybody fuck wit' me
Ain't no place dat' I can't go

My Granny tryna' see da' plan
Where my head at
I can show you I ain't even
Tryna' say dat'
Speak it into da' world
Just to play it back
They kept me on my feet
And just know ima' pay em' back

I say I love you and I'm hoping
Dat' you say it back
And I just need you by my side
I'm tryna' stay Intact
My momma talkin' to me askin'
Where I find her at?
They can't see me in dis' tint
When I be ridin' past

She keep tryna' lay up wit' me
But ain't giving neck
I be pressing on dat' pedal
I ain't tryna' rest
Had to tell em' queue dis' bitch
Cause she gon' play it next
All da' whips black and white
Like we playin' chess

Everything I said and done
I can't even take it back
Told her hop up in dat' whip
Cause we gon' set it back
Got da' rocket on dis' bitch
And ima' let it blast
On da' way up to da' moon
I hope I make it back

Written by:
Count Pennies

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