GTFU Lyrics

[JPEGMAFIA:]
Get the f*ck up
(Brrt, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
Huh (Nigga)
Get the f*ck up
(Wow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
Uh, f*ck boy, get the f*ck up
Get up off yo' ass, nigga
(Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
Ahh, damn, get the f*ck up
(Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)

[Cakes Da Killa:]
Disenfranchised, screamin' yup in my white tee
Me not gettin' to the money, unlikely
Somethin' cocky, the stiffest dicks couldn't top me
f*ck that cute shit, all the subbin' don't excite me
Rather get my nails done, sip on somethin' icy
Catch me out in Sydney, sippin' on a iced tea
Always on the hustle, ain't no time for the link up
Readjust my rhythm so these listeners can keep up
How I give you clout, you turn around and try to son me
Bitch, I made a way for you faggots to get your money
Minked in the winter, mesh crop when it's sunny
Can't afford to act funny when you gettin' to the money
Gettin' too close, please don't touch
I ain't say "Simon says," nigga, please back up (Back up)
Passport stuntin', you MTA bummin'
Don't address the f*ckin' judge unless I hit you with a summons

[Ritchie with a T:]
Check it, yo, what's up, nigga?
Simon says door's open, donut the truck, nigga
Tuck in your chain, throw 'bows in the function
If a nigga ain't like it, tell him, "Back up, nigga"
Yuh, get back, nigga
I ain't really f*ckin' with none of these rap niggas
We be bumpin' yo' shit, sittin', just fact-checkin'
We be bumpin' yo' shit, sittin just laugh, nigga
I don't wanna be that nigga
Shit, I ain't gonna be that nigga
Shit changed, they don't wanna see that nigga
You like Stacey Dash on BET, my nigga
If you pray, can you pray for these niggas?
And if you don't, can you pour one out for these niggas?
Simon says, "Get your own sound, lil' nigga" All these cover bands lookin' like clowns, lil' nigga

Everywhere we go
I ain't trippin', I ain't playin' with y'all
I ain't trippin', I ain't playin' with y'all niggas
I ain't sittin', I ain't politicin', hatin' on y'all
I ain't really go on wait on y'all niggas
Y'all be rippin', ain't no real innovatin' involved
I ain't, I ain't hatin' on y'all, just had to tell you niggas 'bout it

[Stepa J. Groggs:]
Some of y'all take off fast, but forget distance
This a marathon, not a sprint, there's a big difference
Way too quick to react, save that for Quint
Got the game upset like the '04 Pistons
f*ck it, mask on, I'm so ready to rip 'em
I ain't pourin' out shit, but I will take a shot for 'em
Shit, your mans talkin' bad like this is not for him
Tell that shit to your mans then, not forums
I ain't got to say we hot, let the fans do it
Try to pass on us, you shoulda ran, stupid
Malcolm Butler on that ass, interceptin' trash
I told y'all, a box in the sand won't ever last
No, for real, no, for real
I really, I really tried to tell these niggas too, that's what's funny
Malcolm Butler on that ass, interceptin' trash
I told y'all, a box in the sand won't ever last

[JPEGMAFIA:]
(Yeah, all these [?])
Get the– get the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
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Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up

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