GTFU

Injury Reserve

Get the **** up

(Brrt, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)

Huh (*****)

Get the **** up

(Wow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)

Uh, **** boy, get the **** up

Get up off yo' ass, *****

Yeah, ho, get the **** up

(Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)

Disenfranchised, beam me up in my white tee

Me not gettin' to the money, unlikely

Somethin' c**ky, the stiffest ***** couldn't top me

**** that cute s**t, all the subbin' don't excite me

Rather get my nails done, sip on somethin' icy

Catch me out in Sydney, sippin' on a ICEE

Always on the hustle, ain't no time for the link up

Readjust my rhythm so these listeners could keep up

How I give you clout, you tryna ride or tryna son me

*****, I made a way for you f****ts to get your money (Facts)

Minked in the winter, mesh crop when it's sunny

Can't afford to act funny when you gettin' to the money

Gettin' too close, please don't touch

I ain't say "Simon says," *****, please back up (Back up)

Passport stuntin', you MTA bummin'

Don't adjust the ****in' judge

Unless I hit you with a summons

(Hold the **** up)

Check it, yo, what's up, *****?

Simon says door's open, donut the truck, *****

Tuck in your chain, throw 'bows in the function

If a ***** ain't like it, tell him, "Back up, *****"

Yuh, get back, *****

I ain't really ****in' with none of these rap ******

We be bumpin' yo' s**t, sittin', just fact-checkin'

We be bumpin' yo' s**t, sit and just laugh, *****

I don't wanna be that *****

S**t, I ain't gonna be that *****

S**t changed, they don't wanna see that *****

You like Stacey Dash on BET, my *****

If you pray, can you pray for these ******?

And if you don't,

Can you pour one out for these ******?

Simon says, "Get your own sound, lil' *****"

All these cover bands lookin' like clowns, lil' *****

I ain't trippin', I ain't playin' with y'all

I ain't trippin', I ain't playin' with y'all ******

I ain't sittin', I ain't politicin', haitin' on y'all

I ain't really go in, waitin' on y'all ******

Y'all be rippin', ain't no real innovatin' involved

I ain't, I ain't hatin' on y'all,

Just had to tell you how it is

Some of y'all take off fast, but forget distance

This a marathon, not a sprint,

There's a big difference

Way too quick to react, save that for Quint

Got the game upset like the '04 Pistons

**** it, mask on, I'm so ready to rip 'em

I ain't pourin' out s**t,

But I will take a shot for 'em

S**t, your mans talkin' bad like this is not for him

Tell that s**t to your mans then, not forums

I ain't got to say we hot, let the fans do it

Try to pass on us, you shoulda land, stupid

Malcolm Butler on that ass, interceptin' trash

I told y'all, a box in the sand won't ever last

No, for real, no, for real

I really, I really tried to tell these ****** too,

That's what's funny

Malcolm Butler on that ass, interceptin' trash

I told y'all, a box in the sand won't ever last

(Yeah, all these)

Get the– get the **** up

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Get the **** up, get the **** up

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Get the **** up, get the– get the **** up

Get the **** up, get the **** up

Get the **** up, get the **** up

Get the **** up, get the **** up

Get the **** up, get the **** up

Get the **** up, get the **** up

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