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Get It Right Video (MV)




Performed By: Rokki
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Jason DeArcos




Rokki - Get It Right Lyrics




Yeah
Rokk
Yeah
Gotta get it right
Don't know what y'all sayin
Talkin shit
Nigga I ain't playin

Do not approach me
You don't even know me
You niggas be fakin
Get poked but no sewing
You think we the same
But that's kap
Cause I only
Focus on shit
That gon make me some money
While I just be snoozin
You fake boy
You fruity
You lie to yourself way too much
And believe
Gimme my space
Back the f*ck up
To breathe
Niggas be stupid
Can't think
Nor conceive
Gotta talk to myself
Cause I only trust me
Nigga f*ck it I got it
Go up like a rocket
I'm on gotta lock it
My ears like a faucet
I'm hot still in pocket
To be thinkin like me
You gotta unlock it

Gotta get it right
Recording everyday
No phone at all
Man I be catchin plays
Really goin in
Man I be serious
Risk it all
But not delirious
Kinda weird
It be mysterious
Ain't talkin George
But I be curious
Niggas missin out
On an experience
Then be talkin down
Why they so furious
Niggas really out here
So oblivious

Look
Rokki be the back bone
Niggas makin bad songs
Lookin like a nigga
That be only f*ckin rat hoes
Only be the fammo
My words like my ammo
Only rappin nigga
That be killin shit like Rambo
Straight up from the sand tho
Got myself a plan hoe
Niggas really with me
Lookin like we from the bando
Niggas talkin bout me
Lookin like some f*ckin fanboys

Gotta get it right
Recording everyday
No phone at all
Man I be catchin plays
Really goin in
Man I be serious
Risk it all
But not delirious
Kinda weird
It be mysterious
Ain't talkin George
But I be curious
Niggas missin out
On an experience
Then be talkin down
Why they so furious

Boy you be outta pocket
Got juice but no socket
I'll fade ya ass up
No appointment
Just walk-in
And so will my niggas
My raps
I deliver
I lost my Hilfiger
Grew legs
Now go figure
I done grew up to bullshit
I did have no money
But better days comin
For fact
That's no frontin
I finally found something
Did not know I wanted
But I'm stickin to it
Cause that's where I run it
Bouta go back in
Got juul
But no dab pen
I'm really no average
Got power
No maverick
Got sticks
Automatics
You niggas be funny
More than Jimmy Fallon
You niggas be shakin
Watch out
Catch your balance
I'm on a new level
Can't f*ck with you maggots
Why y'all niggas rappin
Y'all be lackin talent
I don't take y'all serious
Y'all really the wackest
I'm just in my lane
With my girl
She the baddest

Gotta get it right
Recording everyday
No phone at all
Man I be catchin plays
Really goin in
Man I be serious
Risk it all
But not delirious
Kinda weird
It be mysterious
Ain't talkin George
But I be curious
Niggas missin out
On an experience
Then be talkin down
Why they so furious

Aye
Hol up one time
Pay you niggas no mind
Man I really do mine
F*ck no bitches
Got dime
You don't like me
Nigga really thats fine
Choppin shit up
Turn you into pork rinds
Gotta real bad chick
Really really bad chick
No touch but see
Tell her come at me nice

Yeah
Aye
Rokk
Rokk
Rokk
Rokk
Rokk
Rokki bags in the bitch
Nam Sayin
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Yeah
Rokk
Yeah
Gotta get it right
Don't know what y'all sayin
Talkin shit
Nigga I ain't playin

Do not approach me
You don't even know me
You niggas be fakin
Get poked but no sewing
You think we the same
But that's kap
Cause I only
Focus on shit
That gon make me some money
While I just be snoozin
You fake boy
You fruity
You lie to yourself way too much
And believe
Gimme my space
Back the f*ck up
To breathe
Niggas be stupid
Can't think
Nor conceive
Gotta talk to myself
Cause I only trust me
Nigga f*ck it I got it
Go up like a rocket
I'm on gotta lock it
My ears like a faucet
I'm hot still in pocket
To be thinkin like me
You gotta unlock it

Gotta get it right
Recording everyday
No phone at all
Man I be catchin plays
Really goin in
Man I be serious
Risk it all
But not delirious
Kinda weird
It be mysterious
Ain't talkin George
But I be curious
Niggas missin out
On an experience
Then be talkin down
Why they so furious
Niggas really out here
So oblivious

Look
Rokki be the back bone
Niggas makin bad songs
Lookin like a nigga
That be only f*ckin rat hoes
Only be the fammo
My words like my ammo
Only rappin nigga
That be killin shit like Rambo
Straight up from the sand tho
Got myself a plan hoe
Niggas really with me
Lookin like we from the bando
Niggas talkin bout me
Lookin like some f*ckin fanboys

Gotta get it right
Recording everyday
No phone at all
Man I be catchin plays
Really goin in
Man I be serious
Risk it all
But not delirious
Kinda weird
It be mysterious
Ain't talkin George
But I be curious
Niggas missin out
On an experience
Then be talkin down
Why they so furious

Boy you be outta pocket
Got juice but no socket
I'll fade ya ass up
No appointment
Just walk-in
And so will my niggas
My raps
I deliver
I lost my Hilfiger
Grew legs
Now go figure
I done grew up to bullshit
I did have no money
But better days comin
For fact
That's no frontin
I finally found something
Did not know I wanted
But I'm stickin to it
Cause that's where I run it
Bouta go back in
Got juul
But no dab pen
I'm really no average
Got power
No maverick
Got sticks
Automatics
You niggas be funny
More than Jimmy Fallon
You niggas be shakin
Watch out
Catch your balance
I'm on a new level
Can't f*ck with you maggots
Why y'all niggas rappin
Y'all be lackin talent
I don't take y'all serious
Y'all really the wackest
I'm just in my lane
With my girl
She the baddest

Gotta get it right
Recording everyday
No phone at all
Man I be catchin plays
Really goin in
Man I be serious
Risk it all
But not delirious
Kinda weird
It be mysterious
Ain't talkin George
But I be curious
Niggas missin out
On an experience
Then be talkin down
Why they so furious

Aye
Hol up one time
Pay you niggas no mind
Man I really do mine
F*ck no bitches
Got dime
You don't like me
Nigga really thats fine
Choppin shit up
Turn you into pork rinds
Gotta real bad chick
Really really bad chick
No touch but see
Tell her come at me nice

Yeah
Aye
Rokk
Rokk
Rokk
Rokk
Rokk
Rokki bags in the bitch
Nam Sayin
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Writer: Jason DeArcos
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