GET OUT! lyrics

[Intro: Kiid Spyro]
Real boss n*gga, real rich n*gga
You still broke, and my check get bigger
Get out my bag, get out my way
Get out my face, better get out my place (Ayy)

[Chorus: Kiid Spyro]
Get out, get out my crib, out my house, n*gga get out
Get out my house, 'fore I let this whole stick out
Get out this trap, 'fore I flip you and pay out
f*ck n*gga get out, f*ck n*gga get out
Get out, get out my crib, out my house, n*gga get out
Get out my house, 'fore I let this whole stick out
Get out this trap, fore I flip you and pay out
f*ck n*gga get out, f*ck n*gga get out (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Kiid Spyro]
Wonder why your ass still broke
Wonder why your ass still steal clothes
Wonder why your ass don’t use soap
Dirty ass n*gga, you a dirty ass f*cking hoe
Balenciaga on my body, n*gga f*ck a body
I don’t work with any n*gga, not just anybody
Big Prahdaw in the cut, he killin' everybody
We be geekin' off them f*ckin' Percs, we geekin' off the molly
[Chorus: Kiid Spyro & XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Get out, get out my crib, out my house, n*gga get out
Get out my house, 'fore I let this whole stick out (Oh)
Get out this trap, (Ayy) 'fore I flip you and pay out (Yeah)
(Yo) f*ck n*gga get out, f*ck n*gga get out (What?)
Get out, (b*tch) get out my crib, out my house, n*gga get out (Get out)
Get out my house, 'fore I let this whole stick out (Stick out, yeah)
Get out this trap, fore I flip you and pay out (Ayy, yo)
f*ck n*gga get out, f*ck n*gga get out (Ayy, yo)

[Interlude: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Oh, yeah, hold up, wait
Let’s try to get this sh*t rolling, again
(Oooooooooooh)
Man, y’all n*ggas really thought
I was 'bout to be on my singing sh*t like I’m USHER (No)
Nah b*tch, get the f*ck out

[Verse 2: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Man I gotta keep my guard up, they call me Derrick Rose
Shoot him in his knees, now he really Derrick Rose
Pass a hoe to my n*ggas, call that Super Smash Bros
I'ma Super Smash a hoe, while she touching on her toes (Oh, oh)
I'ma beat this case, like a beater
I don't throw shots, 'less they coming out the heater
.250s are the mags, man, this blicky be the eater
If she really throw it back, then you know I'm finna meet her, like woah
[Chorus: Kiid Spyro]
Get out, get out my crib, out my house, n*gga get out
I'm tryna f*ck on yo' b*tch, let my nut out
I'm di*kin' deep, like I'm pulling her guts out
Freak ass n*gga, when I finish I'ma—
Get out, get out my crib, out my house, n*gga get out
I'm tryna f*ck on yo' b*tch, let my nut out
I'm di*kin' deep, like I'm pulling her guts out
Freak ass n*gga, when I finish, I'ma jump out