Get Acquainted

[Produced by Tunesquad]

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

I'm walking through Harlem like I'm Richard Porter

If your wifey ain't feeling me, I could get your daughter

My cousin sold dust he said he tryna get some water

Fish scale on my side of town is what niggas order

Felt like orphans in school, them teachers didn't want us

We hit them corners, that's the reason that the precinct on us

For the pound block, dancing like Bobby Brown

Put a bomb in your building, I'm shutting your lobby down

They be talking that tough shit the Hudson probably found

Floating with fishes, family bitching, they not around

Pull up not hitting switches, this Harlem don't come around

Used to rock the Pradaaaa

Hop out like a rasta like I just was watching Shottas

Kicked out of school, I had a razor in my locker

Felt like Bishop, I'm the one y'all need to worry bout, parther

Different type of ora, I'ma need a lawyer

Momma cooking GOYA before Sapp was a Hoyer

I got some head from Toya, I was busy, couldn't call ya

Me and Mac at the butter spot, your bitch said she she love the cock

I'm always on first cause I love the block

My little nigga said he never fighting, he love his Glock

We savages, a blood spill is nothing, we love the mop

[Hook]

Figured I would trap until I really made it

Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted

Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted

They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it

Figured I would trap until I really made it

Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted

Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted

They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it

[Verse 2]

In the kitchen with some grams, I was listening to Cam

Sending pictures of my fam to my niggas in the can

Was pitching and I scammed, visions of some land

Whipping in the pan had you feeling like the man

Illest on the coast, you ain't living if you broke

I know about coke droughts, niggas selling soap

I know about the shower being cold for like three days

Boiling water to clean my body before a cheap date

Knowing I'm just tryna fuck, addicted to designer stuff

Still got marks on my wrists, been in all kind of cuffs

Xanax, mushrooms, kush, I sold all kind of stuff

Own family tried to rob me, I don't got no kind of trust

The way that I think, no time for waiting

You either broke or jealous if you ever got time for hating

I'm from the city move fast, ain't got no kind of patience

Obama tried to change it, we still in the projects waiting

We waiting

[Hook]

Figured I would trap until I really made it

Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted

Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted

They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it

Figured I would trap until I really made it

Two pistols on me, we could get acquainted

Brand new Beamer, bout to get it painted

They think I'm famous, hit everybody, he couldn't aim it

[Outro]