Get Got Lyrics - Money Store - Death Grips

get get get get 

got got got got 

blood rush to my 

head lit hot lock 

poppin off the 

fuckin block knot 

clockin wrist slit 

watch bent thought bot 

tail pipe draggin volume blastin bailin out my brain 

red light flash 

dem stop i smash 

abraxas, hydroplane, massive 

catch this flight flow 

rainin madness 

mastered mine and laced 

the ave wit black cat fish tailin waves of stratus 

curb right ta far left lane 

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dont wait for me, if i care 

bout anything, anywhere 

losin myself, i get the stares 

what im lookin at, wasnt there 

(wasnt there) 

nothin out there 

cant stay inside 

hit the bar, sleep deprived 

who drove the car 

im still alive 

up in smoke, moon was low 

howd you know 

didnt say i did 

whose is this, you know what this is. but do you know 

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get get get get 

got got got got 

blood rush to my 

head lit hot lock 

poppin off the 

fuckin block knot 

clockin wrist slit 

watch bent thought bot 

fly inside out 

rot dem big shot simp slot shit but a one hit quick stop 

so many ways 

ta skin the frame 

remember when 

first got strange 

now i just think it life obey 

so what comes next 

right away 

(right away) 

raise the cup, tilt it dry 

come black cloud 

cover the sky 

tongue thought pupil 

of your eye 

sickness moves you cant deny 

lickin thought you mastermind 

for mercy man cry 

yeah im knowin and 

you know why 

nail thought mental 

ever dem try 

pigeon hole me get crucified 

cant clone this edge 

whats it cost 

to lose your head 

wit out end up lost 

should be askin 

wheres the safe 

born wit a ski mask 

on my face 

get get get get 

got got got got 

blood rush to my 

head lit hot lock 

poppin off the 

fuckin block knot 

clockin wrist slit 

watch bent thought bot 

lycanthropic manic cycles 

fire water burnin bibles 

wake up ragin call a taxi 

take me to the nearest city 

cell light up yeah get at me make it quick though blood im busy (get busy) 

drilled a hole into my head 

pierced the bone and 

felt the breeze 

lift my thoughts out 

dem sick bed 

wit a pair of crow 

skeleton wings 

know nothin since then 

it seems 

been floatin thought 

the nexus threadin dreams 

get get get get 

got got got got 

blood rush to my 

head lit hot lock 

poppin off the 

fuckin block knot 

clockin wrist slit 

watch bent thought bot