Gettin By Lyrics

Ft. ScHoolboy Q

(Intro)
I'm drunk, I'm high, demon gettin' by here x8

(Verse)
Oh stand up dog, got the marrow from the ground
I'm a south side nigga, fuck around fuck around
Jumping bitches off the frame
Throw these dollars make them work
Slick ass to she can get a nigga on
That mammals know she won't
Easy to broke you don't keep hoe
Let me kill that bitch we rough
Real for the real, who wanna be broke
Daddy on there I gotta be both
Life's too short, gotta be close
Tryin' to get it big house out of these folks
Give me two years, it'll probably be three
I'm for those mansions make my flee
On regular tip, I'm hit
Your lip, I'm super dude
Don't make me sip that track
Just like that like I have never knew ya
Trippin' hoes just like menorah
I'm a nova like boyah
I'm tway, overslick, way on the whip
Neck this of the collar
I've been drunk and high all day y'all
Bowing down as a AR I heard
Money ,money coming whole week
Been with a fifty pounds on the radar
Now , I'ma send a front of a snake
We all walk around with the same scar
Seems like it's real but it ain't
Bet these trips to the bedroom changed now

(Hook)
Pounded now smoke joints
Er'day I'm getting stuck
In my city they get down
Watch the way I hold it up
Won't give in,won't give up
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Rat's tough, we gon' get by
Baddest bitch is getting tough
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn it gettin by here x4

(Verse)
A hater, a playa, he's definitly in your radar
My bitch goes to work and she fucks me on her day off
Laid off huh, why would she fuck with a nigga like you
She wanna fuck with a nigga ,ain't you
Nr.1 gangster can't be two
Gotta get dough I ain't tryin' to be poor
Nigga go broke and his rap many slow
Last in my done like I'm trying on soap
I'm so dope everyone be hope
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you know
Still ain't met another nigga like me
See when the seaweed grows in the sea
I don't take shots motherfucker I'm a G
Let's get smoke, show some relax
And have no worries 'cause I'm blessed
Made 20 thousand dollars through a fucking text
And I said yes before I stretch my neck, you see these necks
Yo this your town, then fucking respect
I'm the headline you don't get my jack
Blackwood smoke let a real nigga smoke
I blow shine right behind these notes
Tryin' to get a house up on these folks
Can't down rap or real dough smokes
Swack a blunt I sit around
Drive it bitch and make it down
Do your best to smoke it all
Bet you all a million now

(Hook)
Pounded now smoke joints
Er'day I'm getting stuck
In my city they get down
Watch the way I hold it up
Won't give in,won't give up
I gotta be wenches fuck
Rat's tough, we gon' get by
Baddest bitch is getting tough
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn it gettin by here x4