Lets Get On Dey Ass lyrics

[Intro]
Ever (Yeah)
I'm finna get mean
Turn up the circuits
Turn up the—

[Chorus]
What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crate
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm
(Alright)

[Verse]
Deal me personally, n*gga, I'm poppin'
I'm makin' the calls, I'm pointin' the fingers, I'm gettin' 'em dropped
Wеll, well
Ball off to that judge with the rеd shells
He p*ssy, can't do nothin' to me
He pus*y, his b*tch wanna do me
I ain't trippin', she came from The Boonies
Like f*ck it, I said it, come show me
It's over, I did it, they owe me
Mm, mm, mm, mm-hmm
f*ckin' 'em up, skrrt on they ass (Huh)
I ran up them Ms and spend it on glass
f*ck, n*ggas, ain't got no paper, huh, huh
They goin' to water, don't run out of money
I'm payin' to hit with your ho? Ayy, you trippin', buddy
Ha-ha (Ha), ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Throw money up in the eco' (Mm)
Shootin' that b*tch like a free throw
Maybach since I was a vito (What?)
My brother, my twin, Cardo
I still put the drugs in the cargo (Yeah)
They bills ain't more than my car note (Shoo)
These b*tches is buyable, barcode (Yeah)
Huh, run it on auto, yup
The money the motto
[Chorus]
What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crate
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm
(Alright)