get it how you live (december)

Singer:robb bank$

sure

i'm back up in this thing with your bitch all on my dick

from tuesday through sunday i'm running through your crib

cut the veins off that tree right and smoke it to a clip

skinny nigga shit

i keep that gold up in your bitch

pussy niggas catch a bad one

your mixtape only good to ash on

and you still trynna figure out my 4th bar?

fuck nigga

it's a magnum

a deal

i still don't got that

my ex is still on call back

and shit just gon' get worse

so i whip that hearse and my bitch wear all black

it's a difference

and niggas still don't know that behind the scenes

on the mouth that they be kissing

they ain't finna tell you what they 'bout to get into

bitch 'bout to leave for college come winter

so

tell me where i fit in

vip parties

ones you can't get in

the way her new man's staring at my new bitches

counting all this new money

singing 'bout these old women

i mean everything except the last part

took the pain away and shit i probably wouldn't ask for it

i'm long gone when niggas need someone to turn to

all my freetime goes to a lily thai

it acts just like a squirtle

might as well cop the pack from the way that i'm coppin' loosies

and she hold the pop kiss like the end of a disney movie

and i'm casting for a porno where the actors don't charge me

my protagonist's a misty looking bitch

screaming star me!"

Lyric Context: get it how you live (december) - robb bank$