You Don't Get It Lyrics

Cal Scruby

Unsigned

Lyrics to You Don't Get It
(Never ring, never ring)
You know what it is
Everybody get your motherfucking roll on
(Oops)
Yeah, yeah

Everybody get your motherfucking roll on
Throw it at me, baby, let me get my stroke on
You got that bomb pussy, I can really go long
If it's four-five minutes, then it's your fault
Yeah, that's your fault
I took the Drake flow
You know I've been getting high, but I lay low
No chains on feeling like Django
Need a two-seater baby that's the tango
We can tango, I know it take two
This a one take, when I'm done 'K, cool
I don't dance, baby, this is how I make moves
Had my competition saying they can't lose
What is fake news?
You gotta pay dues, I was in the same boat, same shoes
Burning through the gas like age twos
Gotta make them beg, so they can't choose
I'ma get the Benz when I break through
I will make a song before another class
Always in the hall, I never had the pass
In my habitat I had a bottle bag
Never ran unless I had a ball
Or they had a badge
If you don't get it that could take a minute
Don't tell Murda Beatz that I may commit it
Shawty got the YSL fake edition
She put a burner in then makeup in it
You think I'm talking like a tough guy
It's been a long time, I;m out Ohio still a buck eye
She got little tities, but she knows I'm a bug eye
Always stuck around, stay down so my upside, yeah
I'm a different man now, I don't play around
I was destined, no question
Hands down, I'm tryna get the Benz up
But I never let my fans down
Learned my lesson, that's why I get it in advance now
Saw you on a block tryna fit in like Tetris
Your projects never live up to projections
You don't count blessings
If you get depressed in a Honda, you gon' depressed in a Lexus
I should probably take my own advice, and suggestions
Paying full price every vice and investment
I do what my people like extra extra
One day when I get the necklace
I'ma let my diamonds hold hands, it's a romance
Check the stairs, ain't they drug programs?
You've got no job, no brand, no bands
You could grow up in Chicago, still live up no Chance
I will make a song before another class
Always in the hall, I never had the pass
In my habitat I had a bottle bag
Never ran unless I had a ball
Or they had a badge

If you don't get it, that could take a minute
If you don't get it, that could take a minute