Shotta Spence - Getcha Own lyrics

[Hook] This my cup, getcha own That's my b**h, getcha own I ain't come here alone Leave that f** sh** at home [Verse 1] Military green head to toe Laced up boots GI Joe That's my sauce getcha own Keep my name out your throat Get off me, get off me, ay Can't ride my tsunami wave I'm in London getting funds Pound for pound champion Get your head out the sewer Always talking that manure Count me out, are you sure? I'mma cash counting connoisseur Took your broad, make her knees buckle Hit it hard til she call me "uncle" f** I look like hanging in your huddle? That's a fishing pole at a f**in puddle Feel like Gilbert with a triple double Wizard with it, you's a f**ing muggle Yellow gold dripping off my knuckles Me and money make a cute couple [Hook] This my cup, getcha own That's my b**h, getcha own I ain't come here alone Leave that f** sh** at home This my cup, getcha own That's my b**h, getcha own I ain't come here alone Leave that f** sh** at home [Verse 2] Leave a message at the tone I won't get back til I get home Keep them bottles full of rum Watch how the gyal dem just ah run Turnt up the telly on a monday We got the model b**hes in the hallway like a runway Don't ask me for no powder b**h what type of sh** you on? My chain is f**in swingin like a lunchlady arm Look at that, look at that, look at that, look at that watch how the young boy stunt Pushing that, pushing that, pushing that, pushing that Tesla, trunk in the front Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on, go hardbody for your set Megatron, megatron, megatron, megatron, turn that benz to a jets [Hook] This my cup, getcha own That's my b**h, getcha own I ain't come here alone Leave that f** sh** at home This my cup, getcha own That's my b**h, getcha own I ain't come here alone Leave that f** sh** at home