Get Through Lyrics

Let's go, Mitchie

That's your turn right now

And leave my kids a million too

If I play it right, it could be a billion

All blues in this bankroll, and it's all for you

Like some Cubans, baby girl, you know we locked in

Playing it safe, this Glock 10 to protect you

Stunt who , not true, even though your ass cute

Run up on me, I'ma blow, ask that nigga Gawanaman

Pussy nigga, already know by now, I'ma blow, blow

Especially when it's for my bro, you know I can't go, no

Saviyo Tried grab that pipe, I looked up, shit wasn't right

Grr, grr, grr, grr, that's all you heard, what's them shouts

It's a man down on the ground, man, what the fuck

I was locked down, 23 and 1 inside the cell

I done ran across some Opp niggas, even they kept it real

King blow Been in the field, I've been chasing After millions

I'm making this music just to get through

And leave my kids Some millions too

If I play it right, it could be a billion

All blues in this bankroll, and it's all for you

Like some Cubans, baby girl, you know we locked in

Playing it safe, this lock 10 to protect you

Stunt who, not true, even though you ass cute

And my man, ain't my man no more, cause he ain't hop out that car

And he knowin' if that shit was Vice versa, I would've sparked

And he had that fat shit in the car, even to this day, I'm still shocked

But I don't need niggas, I'm going far, I'ma leave they ass right in the wind

It's just me, Saviyo, and G-slime, we on this rap shit, tryna kick in the door

Like one day, I know we gon' shine, y'all niggas just go ahead, stay on your grind

Young nigga focus on all of your money, don't focus on bitches, they just a distraction

They gon' leave, when they think they found another nigga to do it better

I had to reminder her that it could never be another nigga like me

It's only one, King Blow, you better know

I put that shit inside my pendant, I Cuban link the chain

Like free my niggas locked inside that fuckin' chain gang

Like free G slime, I know his ass, tired of doing years

Hoping when he touch down, he jump right back on his shit

Got some bad bitches walking around, butterball naked

We smacking ass, grabbing titties, making them drop down to they knee

Yeah, I've been chasing after millions

I'm making this music just to get through

And leave my kids some millions too

If I play it right, it could be a billion

All blues in this bankroll and, it's all for you

Like some Cubans, baby girl, you know we locked in

Playing it safe, this lock 10 to protect you

Not true, even though your ass cute