When I Get It
Track Title: “When I Get It” INTRO: When I get it When I get it When I get it Yo… it’s like every time I close my eyes, I’m back in that ride again. Engine hummin, city lights passin like memories I ain’t lived yet. Feels too real to be sleepin, too calm to be awake. Maybe I’m just dreamin of the life I’m built to take. VERSE 1: In the whip smokin zaza, Tryna maintain in this land of lala It’s colder than a bitch out, Hold up mama said watch yo mouth, boi (oh shit) Colder than degrees Celsius, I flow so immaculate Yeah, I gotta get it like it’s so accurate (Bitch) Pop my shit like rubber bands when I’m zooted in the Toyota (hippie shit) Boi, I bring the force harder than baby Yoda (got damn) (Talk yo shit) Got damn, whip it wit the finesse, Poppin wheelies while I drift, check yes Always come In first when I’m livin it up Blast the mic as I’m steady countin checks, up, ha-haha HOOK: When I get it, you can catch me Whippin foreigns Standin on business, never with the borin Might have me a bad thing, who be whorin while I’m tourin JDM lookin mint and that’s all I really need when I’m floorin When I get it When I get it When I get it VERSE 2: Tokyo drift in my mindstate, skyline dreams I chase Pedal down heavy, no brakes, I’m floatin like outer space Shorty blowin smoke rings, lookin like an angel in lace Told her “life’s a race,” she said “bet,” and matched my pace Turbo kick in the midnight hour, feel that pressure rise Dashboard glowin neon, I’m baptized in city lights Got scars from the roads I took, but I still fly, never hide Every loss was tuition, paid in pain, now I’m certified (Yeah yeah) Feel the bass knock like karma’s callin Grip the wheel, I ain’t stallin Dreams imported, hustle foreign Shift my faith, now grace be roarin
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Track Title: “When I Get It” INTRO: When I get it When I get it When I get it Yo… it’s like every time I close my eyes, I’m back in that ride again. Engine hummin, city lights passin like memories I ain’t lived yet. Feels too real to be sleepin, too calm to be awake. Maybe I’m just dreamin of the life I’m built to take. VERSE 1: In the whip smokin zaza, Tryna maintain in this land of lala It’s colder than a bitch out, Hold up mama said watch yo mouth, boi (oh shit) Colder than degrees Celsius, I flow so immaculate Yeah, I gotta get it like it’s so accurate (Bitch) Pop my shit like rubber bands when I’m zooted in the Toyota (hippie shit) Boi, I bring the force harder than baby Yoda (got damn) (Talk yo shit) Got damn, whip it wit the finesse, Poppin wheelies while I drift, check yes Always come In first when I’m livin it up Blast the mic as I’m steady countin checks, up, ha-haha HOOK: When I get it, you can catch me Whippin foreigns Standin on business, never with the borin Might have me a bad thing, who be whorin while I’m tourin JDM lookin mint and that’s all I really need when I’m floorin When I get it When I get it When I get it VERSE 2: Tokyo drift in my mindstate, skyline dreams I chase Pedal down heavy, no brakes, I’m floatin like outer space Shorty blowin smoke rings, lookin like an angel in lace Told her “life’s a race,” she said “bet,” and matched my pace Turbo kick in the midnight hour, feel that pressure rise Dashboard glowin neon, I’m baptized in city lights Got scars from the roads I took, but I still fly, never hide Every loss was tuition, paid in pain, now I’m certified (Yeah yeah) Feel the bass knock like karma’s callin Grip the wheel, I ain’t stallin Dreams imported, hustle foreign Shift my faith, now grace be roarin
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