Nottz - Get It In (B4 I Go) lyrics

[Intro] Check check to check check yeah Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chip Check check to check check yeah [Verse 1] Four creative words on the vehicle, limousine vocabulary Second degree murder when I see the stationary Man slaughter when the bare is in my hand Ignorant by a**ociation, middle finger man No middle man straight when I won like eleven Gun finger shape like seven shootin' to heaven No dick riders in my session Since the invention of internet I conversate with discretion Whatever you learn when you learn it all is the best lesson I'm projected from my lower intestine Whoever the best, I'm testing Semi private so I don't bug out if the blogs don't mention Grew up in an area where tooney two stay is like Christmas And long hair is nothing but extensions This year's personas are nothing but inventions n***as speaking out of turn, looking for attention Rap ain't nothing like the NBA Cause these n***as shoot air balls expecting to get played Close range in your face like Google earth These n***as s**, trust me, they all b**by first Gerber babies tryna skip through initiations Animals, see them march to war like animation Almost the real thing but they claymation Acting straight hard but these n***as straight Clay Aiken [Hook] I ain't doin' nothin' but sharp is on my JO Couple bucks, couple friends, tryna get it in before I Get it in before I, get it in before I 'Fore I, 'fore I go I ain't doin' nothin' but sharp is on my JO Couple bucks, couple friends, tryna get it in before I Get it in before I, get it in before I 'Fore I, 'fore I go [Verse 2] You cannot stop the flow like prohibition Every lyric releases a woman's inhibition Every second is sabotagin' your prediction I'm based on a true story, n***a, non-fiction I kept spittin' hoping that one day the world would listen A blue heads off with no use of nitroglycerine And I ain't paused neither Gettin' money sick like I got the f** you fever Nonbelievers get ether Growing pains don't exist no more and there's no Mike Seaver Cut off the baggage, no cleaver That was me and my dead luminaries, no heater Dead presidents make money seem loco The government adjusted economy for my vocals It seems farfetched but I'm so far ahead that when I'm running in place you still can't catch And I'm on the home plate no uniform No Bentley but I'm stayin' dry in the storm Shout to Farnsworth, the world would seem easy to conquer with heaven as a sponsor God over money, money over God Sepirutto ain't working out, get a new Prada k**ing almost every rap n***a that you brought up Only n***a better already been shot [Hook] I ain't doin' nothin' but sharp is on my JO Couple bucks, couple friends, tryna get it in before I've Get it in before I've, get it in before I've 'Fore I, 'fore I go I ain't doin' nothin' but sharp is on my JO Couple bucks, couple friends, tryna get it in before I Get it in before I, get it in before I 'Fore I, 'fore I go [Outro] Only n***a better already been shot