Get Em Up

If you in the ride, turn the volume real high

If you tryna feel the vibes, throw your hands up in the sky

Mother****er, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

Get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

If you in the ride, turn the volume real high

If you tryna feel the vibes, throw your hands up in the sky

Mother****er, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

Get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

The wheels stay spinning on the Civic, boy, I'm always on the move

When you grinding all the time, there's a lot of shit to do

That's why I got Q, 'cause he keep me on the routine

I be too skeed, trying to kick it like Bruce Lee

Clean shoes, boy, new feet

And I'm never in the car with only two seats

I got a whip full of people, all fresh, call 'em 10 Deep

Mother****er, we the future like next week

Young people don't see you as an equal

They just see you as deceitful, tryna send you back to preschool

You only gettin' one shot, no redo

Tell them haters keep they mouth shut, eat glue

Bitch, who the **** you think you playing with?

I'm Justin Bieber meets Jadakiss

Here to take what's theirs, treat 'em all like Taylor Swift

Leave 'em in a daze, all like, "What day is it?"

Yeah, the boy got class, no Cambridge

Fresher than your man, girl, but whiter than a plate of grits

They keep wantin' more, I'm their favorite dish

This me, mother****er, I ain't changing shit

If you in the ride, turn the volume real high

If you tryna feel the vibes, throw your hands up in the sky

Mother****er, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

Get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

If you in the ride, turn the volume real high

If you tryna feel the vibes, throw your hands up in the sky

Mother****er, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

Get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up (Hey)

I got a brand new phone, rocking brand new clothes

Leaving every single party with a brand new ho

Yeah, I've done a little traveling, circling the globe

Always keep it moving, inertia on these hoes

Boy, I'm an asshole, girls call him a douchebag

This some old-school shit, but no boom bap

This ain't new swag, it's the same old me

The youngin get respect from the game's OGs

Cameras flashin' when we passin', so we stay low-key

Go to Mexico to party where the pesos be

On the turnpike, bitch, and your tank on E

With my head out the window screaming, "Get like me"

Ho, you should know the way I roll

Take a couple shots all to Superman these hoes

You ain't nothin' with your wack rap

Used to be the class clown, but now I get the last laugh

If you in the ride, turn the volume real high

If you tryna feel the vibes, throw your hands up in the sky

Mother****er, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

Get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

If you in the ride, turn the volume real high

If you tryna feel the vibes, throw your hands up in the sky

Mother****er, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

Get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up