[Intro: JID]
Oh
Oh shit, uh oh
Get it right, get tight
Get it right, get tight
Get it right, get tight
Get it right, get tight
Get it right, get tight (yes, come on)
Get it right, get tight (please, hurry)
Get it right, get tight (faster, tell me)
Get it right, get tight (tell me, tell me)
T-, tell me, okay

[Verse 1: JID]
Tell me what you wan't, what you really really wan't
You ready to get it on, when we ringing along?
I got a bone to pick and i'm picking the bone
A revolution won't be posted for long
Niggas dying to be killed and thrown right at home
Trynna hear the people in my ear and my phone
Like, "Me and JID are dropping a song"
It's right here with the album, now leave me alone
I been a kid on the westside but a nigga been grown too
Too grown, I tell that bitch, "I dont like your tone"
Two tone, I got the crown, nigga, two iPhones
Eastside got the six, I hot like two horns
And I bring the racks, I ain't gotta rap no more
If I dont want, I ain't coming back, no, no
Keep the strap on your ass, and I'm on your door
And I blast, do the dash like a natural

[Chorus]
Big boy woo coming at your door
[?] and puff and humpin' hoes
Big boy woo coming at your door, oh shit, oh, okay
Big boy woo coming at your door
[?] and puff and humpin' hoes
Big boy woo coming at your door, oh shit, oh, okay

[Verse 2: J Cole]
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