This is a song about "Get getting it"

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

He's getting lonely, he's starting to get impatient.

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

To get out that beast, getting me blest

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

How does it feel getting beat by paper and scissors?

I get a gunner for this so you tongues getting lit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

Thats it we getting rich

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

But it feels like i'm getting thrown in a snake pit

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that