This is a song about "Get rekted"

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

We can't catch the beat

Competitors get worried

Then it's money you get

Code red, which means you go red

No, just put us on death row

Can't get a even get slow.

You could get diabetes, don’t get too long

For tryin' to communicate through a song

You could get diabetes, don’t get too long

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Chill with asap and get get lit

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet