Git, git, brrra, git, git (Damn, son, where'd you get that from?) Git, git, hey, brrra Damn, hey, brrra Git, git (Damn, bro) Bentley basketball, uh (Git) We playin' that a lot, huh I'ma just get to the chicken, whip it (Git, yuh) Then I flip it, then trap it all, huh (Git, git, brrra, trap it all) I gotta get to the dolla **** on the haters and back 'em off (Git, git, brrra, back) Smokin' on gas a lot, ready to wack 'em all Huh, huh, wack 'em all, wack 'em all (Brrr, brrr, wack) Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap 'em all, huh This what I do to the haters The choppa hit 'em, tell 'em back 'em off, huh She like Apple Jack, huh (Git, Jack) I like apple sauce, huh, huh (Brrra) That's a boss, huh, huh (Boss, git, git) That's the cost, huh, huh (Cost, brrra, git, git) Why you tryna flex and your fashion off? (Brrra, flex) Chain around my neck and her *** soft (Ayy) Smokin' on that gas, I ain't passin' off (Git, git, smoke) Asthma cough (Asthma), fashion law (Flexin') Stash it off (Brrra, stash, stash), dash in' off (Dash) Flash it off (Brrra, flash), don't pass it off (Hey, hey) I'ma just get to the chicken and trap hard, hard, hard with all my