I Get It Up (feat. 8P3X)

I'm racked up like the grocery aisle Hoe you know I get big breaded And I feel like sky's the limit Why is that because Big said it I been sittin here for a minute Just waitin' on you I'm big ready Hoe you know you come up to me On that bullshit I would've been dead it We all sinners bitch its sin city Imma have to make you a enemy I been out soakin' up the rain Get ya shovel hoe ya gotta dig me Big booger bitch you better pick me I'm on shroom dust but I call it pixie I do not laugh very easy The thought of me broke is hysterical though I know how to get up my green I just fertilize it and the miracles grow It's been a minute since I been to church But I'm feelin' so spiritual though Dick in your face So you see how I'm comin' And get you a visual though I do not need me a baddie I need me a richie Fuck all these dimes I need hundreds and fifties Be a broke bitch Boy that's a pity I was actin' an ass Straight from the beginning So ain't no surprise that I'm shittin' I won't even give 'em the grace of being some pussies Them bitches is kittens It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up I break 'em down Just to build 'em up I empty pockets Just to fill them up My dick grow like Pinocchio When I lie down But I'm real as fuck Now wipe me down I get on up You point yo bullshit my way Then imma go Kyle Ritt on ya Like dope beats I spit on ya I ain't in this bitch to politic I'm just chillin' in my own world And I made it all like Wanda vision That's Donda children Won't feel rich till I got a billion Any mufucka sayin they ain't feelin me Ain't got no feelins' I'm animal style baby in and out I don't take no drama or give it out You cannot keep up if I hit a route I'm gettin' wide open and touchin' down Leave you in a daze when the sun is down Bitch I make a banger No gun around My lady get smart Tell her dumb it down I do not have room for no cunt around I blow on this bong till it's burnin my spirit I'm high off the loud you could hear it I bet you could smell it and taste it and feel it But you can't get anywhere near it I call it Mary I'm high as the holy one Baby that shit is apparent I grew some wings on my back And I might just jump off of this roof If you dare me It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up It might go down I get it up