Get It Right Lyrics - Singles - Drag On

Def myself man, fuck that 

Drag-On, niggas act on 

Messin with the team, its gon be a sad song 

X will bring the day and the night 

Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it right 

Moves is made, niggas is paid, that's just how it is 

When my time is up I'ma be out but I'ma try to live 

I'm eatin day by day, aint nothin sweet about it 

Act like you don't know what I'm sayin then you read about it 

Built for war like a armadillo 

Smother yo' ass with too good a pillow 

Hear my shit is brillo 

Manic depressive and my head hurts 

Since theres a dead thirst I'll wet first 

Now wait a minute it gets worse 

I can't control what I own inside 

So I take it out on the soul of that kid that died 

Spit fire, cross niggas like barbecues 

Mobbin crews, strippin niggas, robbincrews 

And put him speechless, when I made him eat this 

Hollow tip and you can follow grip 

You be like Kim and aint gon swallow shit 

Don't know the half, couldn't know the math 

To understand the wrath of a man split in half 

But he got what he wanted, shot for three hundred 

Shit is tight and a nigga that's right gots to run it 

Aint no question, that's how I get down 

Niggas know gimme yo' dough and yo' hoe, and here take these fo' 

Hot things I got things that make niggas spin 

Put niggas in the wind, where you never see niggas again 

Bless a nigga with fifties the thin types 

And a straight blast that'll put pinstripes across your windpipe 

Drag-On, niggas act on 

Messin with the team, its gon be a sad song 

X will bring the day and the night 

Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it right 

Drag-On, niggas act on 

Messin with the team, its gon be a sad song 

X will bring the day and the night 

Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it right 

Drag opposite water more than a spot order 

My flows cause fire then bring holes 

Takes more than a pump to out this little punk 

'less that pump is a twelve, and I get popped, still I burn to hell 

Call the police and whatever they don't seize 

And put in they mouth, and catch freeze, tell em throw Drag some keys 

Don't care how many oyeas I gotta make believe 

If you nervous, you don't deserve it poppi please 

Cats stealin gats y'all probably will get hit 

Well I'm the future let's see y'all copy this, stopping this 

Since a tiny kid like, Mommy buy me this 

Since she always told me no, started stealin on some grimy shit 

Like look at that, now look at that slide it in my book bag 

I'm who, parents point they fingers at, Get from that hoodrat 

And put it back, fuck tough, while y'all cook crack 

I'm cocaine, throw me in the pot, I rise to the top 

With your 5.0, go 'head, look ma, I got four more pegs 

Stil put them holes in yo' head, til it's mushy like dough bread 

Cause that vest only protects that chest 

And if I decide to get ice, don't get to fascinated 

Or it's my bullet, your brain, mashed potatoes 

Double R got me comin hard on you haters 

Cause we the streets black and y'all belong beneath that 

Drag-On, niggas act on 

Messin with the team, its gon be a sad song 

X will bring the day and the night 

Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it right 

Drag-On, niggas act on 

Messin with the team, its gon be a sad song 

X will bring the day and the night 

Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it right