Together Kojey Radical

[Intro]
Get your shit together, get your shit together
Get your shit together, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yup, two four seven (Ah), three six five (Ah)
I ain't done living, I'ma need more time (Yuh)
My G's don't dance, but they stole my slide
I could make an exhibit like it's Pimp My–
Without my own name like it's Shah Jahan (Plane)
But this cash, man, they ain't got these on (Mean)
If they sleepin' on the kid, I tell 'em "Dream on" (What else?)
I came dressed for a brand new season (We're close)
I get Prada for when I'm proud of me
Tell the demons, "Get off of me"
You're like a giver's honesty, all I could give is me
Plan A better work, I don't ever Plan B
If live still a beach, she ain't never sandy (Aha)
Wait, ah, switch it, ah
Had a couple products, gotta flip it
Fuck a chef, can a brotha get a witness? (Get a witness)
And a couple G Wagons for my— aha, ha, ha
Had to take a little second, let me breathe it in
Dodgin' drama got me movin' like I'm Little Kim (Yo)
Now I got more than a lot, I need the little things
We just heatin' up, so why you simmerin'? (You better—)