Damaged Delinquents - Get Rid of Ya (feat. Jack We$t & Lemonshe')

It’s a rich nigga party you can’t get in here
Bring a gat cause you know we got them sticks in here
Percs and molly bitch you know we get lit in here
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Yeah you know we smoking dro we get lit in here
And I gotta keep a pole to get rid of ya
Let’s start a riot, bitch let’s keep this shit jumping
We don’t get tired so just keep the bass thumping
Got guns for hire, you ain’t scared then say something
You wanna live well then just keep the drinks coming
Said we turnt up off the goose
Turnt up off the yac
Not talking Steve Jobs but bitch I keep a mac
Bad bitches in the front and bitches in the back
They said patron will do you wrong so please pass me that
White boys off the white and niggas steady rollin
Baby slow it down cause ain’t gon be no overdosing
Either this night moving too fast or you in slow motion
Actavis mixed with the Perkies, we got pills and potions
It’s a rich nigga party you can’t get in here
Bring a gat cause you know we got them sticks in here
Percs and molly bitch you know we get lit in here
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Yeah you know we smoking dro we get lit in here
And I gotta keep a pole to get rid of ya
I’m off the Percocet 30 riding w the gang face real mean
Messed around ruined some balmains faded as hell fucking with goddamn lean
Turned this nigga to history ain’t no mystery everybody already feel like it was me
(Yeah)Balling on the hoes like the rockets dunking like I’m Hakeem
Bout to go out I grab my magnum and magnum
I spit so much heat on the beat they mistake me for a dragon
Blowing gas you know I’m flying took off like a Aladdin
Running circles round these niggas like rings on fucking Saturn
Call me john bc I call the plays around here like it’s madden
Leave a nigga dead his only friends is gon be maggots
Not no tennis match but you know we got the ratchets
Balling like a star cuz my first name fucking Patrick
It’s a rich nigga party you can’t get in here
Bring a gat cause you know we got them sticks in here
Percs and molly bitch you know we get lit in here
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Yeah you know we smoking dro we get lit in here
And I gotta keep a pole to get rid of ya
Hoppin out the back you know we pressin buttons
(Know we pressin buttons)
Know we never lack they know to get to duckin
(Do-do-do-do)
Killing grannies mamies uncles and the cousins
(Hahaha lil bitch)
FNSLP we pack em by the dozen
(Kill em all)
Better be bout money or there’s no discussion
(Or there’s not discussion)
In my bag that’s all I had from cops I’m runnin
(I’m in my bag)
Money Big as Ben I gotta bitch in London
(My money long)
Can’t you see I want the bread in full abundance
(Ya, ya)
We in the party, on purp, and we drinking Barney
The bitches are bad like Barbie
Show titties for beads like mardi
Givin up the head and tail when I toss it up like I’m Harvey
Got my coins but this ain’t a game left a Dent when that lil bitch start me
It’s a rich nigga party you can’t get in here
Bring a gat cause you know we got them sticks in here
Percs and molly bitch you know we get lit in here
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
Get rid of ya
223’s we let em fly we’ll get rid of ya
Yeah you know we smoking dro we get lit in here
And I gotta keep a pole to get rid of ya

Written by:
Jaylan Granberry, Orlando Pender, Varian Harris

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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