This is a song about "Getting it"

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

God damn it, this planet's getting so calamity filled,

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

There ain't no getting around it, the alarm has sounded

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

But it was music getting props for words so much deserved

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

And i'm getting all the guap & you niggas can't stop it

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

People are getting sick and tired of just hearing me sick it,

I just call it …remember all the dough

We getting it in baby, lets go!

I'm getting praises again, it seems like i'll be taking a win

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin