Get It Ova Wit Lyrics

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
Ayy, stop playin' wit' me, shawty
You saw that DM I sent you, mhm
I know you saw it 'cause you left me on seen
[?] all my shit then, bitch

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
Let's just f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
I ain't tryna be yo nigga, baby
You already got a nigga, baby
I'm tryna f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
They not me and I'm not them
I been shootin' in yo DM's
'Cause I know how to f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
They ain't gotta know we f*ckin', P only think I'm keepin'
Promise not to tell nobody 'bout our little secret
All my close friends gettin' to the money, got a circle full of green
I sent a couple messages and I saw I was left on seen
I was tryna f*ck and get it over wit', I wasn't even tryna be seen
Probably was lookin' for a relationship, lil' bitch, you ain't even my cup of tea
I was tryna f*ck and get it over wit', f*ck and get it over wit'
Hoe, you ain't nothin' for a thousand, swear you ain't nothin' but another bitch
I go brazy, go insane
Hide your woman from my gang
I just wan' f*ck it over here, yeah, that's the gang
I like you, you like me, we on the same thing

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
Let's just f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
I ain't tryna be yo nigga, baby
You already got a nigga, baby
I'm tryna f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
They not me and I'm not them I been shootin' in yo DM's
'Cause I know how to f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
[Verse 2: Plies]
I ain't one of these niggas that tea spilled, get a [?] and tell all the tea
I got way, way too much shit goin' to have my business off in the streets
I'ma sharp nigga who like long legs, I like to feel like I'm climbin' a tree
I told one of my niggas he'd been pillow talkin', he started to sound like an ex-athlete
I ain't make you sign no NDA, you could tell the world I know the dick good
I ain't never had bad reviews, but the real question if the pink good
Give me the p*ssy, I ain't sayin' nothin', ring your bestfriends, I'll call your cell
If your nigga ever call my phone and ask me if we f*ckin' I ain't sayin' shit
I'm not tryna spend mun-yun to have you round a bitch eatin' crab legs
Ride the dick for 'bout thirty minutes and watch you walk to the bathroom bootlegged
I'm a real nigga, I do real things, I ain't never been on no floss shit
And I'ma let Rich Homie tell you, baby, let's go and f*ck and get it over wit'

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
Let's just f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
I ain't tryna be yo nigga, baby
You already got a nigga, baby
I'm tryna f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
They not me and I'm not them
I been shootin' in yo DM's
'Cause I know how to f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'
f*ck and get it over wit'

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