Jozza K – We Getting it Lyrics

(Verse One)
Put that on blast let the record spin, Till it leave you bleeding boy
Ill nigga fuck your medicine, shots can never kill me boy
Mixtape sounds so heaven sent, even your girlfriend feel me boy
Everybody asking where I been? Burning up the kitchen boy
Now am back on .. just hang on.. to anything you reach right now
Cause Im bouta hands on ..my blast off
Make a couple these niggas leave out
And this for the blood niggas behind me
Ima let the blood bleed out
And if a hater trying to come and find me
Put that east up as the speakers beat out

(Hook)
Eastside, what it do (ugh)
Two bitches on the side know I keep it fly, no roof (ugh)
Claim they got it right but they aint here, no moves (ugh)
Tell em that its our time boy and we getting it
We getting it, we getting it, we getting it now…


(Verse Two)
Hands up on these bottles, fuck what the niggas told me
Got my shit on different channels, aint nothing here that’s gon’ hold me
U.F.Flow boy that’s the motto, illest shit past my homies
And a couple new model broads with a body just like Naomi
Did my time on the grind, put some time on the street
These niggas cant tell me nothing
Any code that I’m in gotta win no defeat, these niggas cant stand above it
Hit a club drop a brand new tune, head outta space nigga fuck the roof
Make any nigga double check they moves
Aint got class man, I own the whole school


(Hook)
Eastside, what it do (ugh)
Two bitches on the side know I keep it fly, no roof (ugh)
Claim they got it right but they aint here, no moves (ugh)
Tell em that its our time boy and we getting it
We getting it, we getting it, we getting it now…


(Verse Three)
They told me Jay, Just wait! You change your flow again?
Killing these niggas off shore again?
Ninja bars slice like shuriken?
Am sure he can, be hot. But we gotta stay much hotter
Then put my name up on the dot
And ever since I went harder.
Now two bank accounts on me
Got so cold I made my life freeze,
new shawties actin like they like me
While I’m working in between they knees
And I got that groove that can make you move
On the floor let me see those right hands
Tell the deejay its all night when.. I’m here bringing down the lights
SING!!
(Hook)
Eastside, what it do (ugh)
Two bitches on the side know I keep it fly, no roof (ugh)
Claim they got it right but they aint here, no moves (ugh)
Tell em that its our time boy and we getting it
We getting it, we getting it, we getting it now…