[Intro]
I don't even think they understand
My mama played Bob Marley, my mama, huh, my, my mama
Ayy
Ha, let's get it
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Get it
Yuh

[Verse]
My mama played Bob Marley, my mama knew how to party
I'm a beast on the beat, I might bust on repeat in your 'ville
We on the street and we kill
We the people on pills and the reefer
Hangin' on key for incels, I can't let them give me hell
I can get down, I can get down underground
I'm on a pound of the sound
Louder than shit, you got your blood on my fit
I don't care, I can't see it
I am too lit, lit, lit like a candle
Little hard to handle
You say you a lion but you really just a dandel
You got no feet on the floor
That's why I'm fuckin' your ho
She liked it though
All of us people with feelings
All of us people with dealings in death
All of us people, we get down
All of us people, we movin' our breath
Weekday, up to my neck in a shift
Get home, I gotta spit what I writ'
Lay down, I got that blunt and it's split
I wish, I could forget about this
Shit
[Chorus]
Get yo' back up off the wall (Yuh)
Get yo' back up off the wall (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Get yo' back up off the wall, ayy (Yuh)
Get yo' back up off the wall (Yuh, yuh)
Get yo' back up off the wall (Ayy, ayy)
Get yo' back up off the wall (Off the wall)
Get yo' back up off the wall (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Get yo' back up off the wall, ayy (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus]
Get yo' back up off that wall (Ayy-ayy)
Too many kids talk shit, no balls (Yuh-yuh)
When we get down, we do not fall (Ayo)
When we get down we one and all (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Bridge]
If you got feet, I want you to move
If you got soles, I want you to show em, okay, there's too much of this bullshit, people standing up on the fucking wall, they got no feet, n***a, just get on the fuckin floor--
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yuh
Uh
Yuh, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, yuh
Huh, wait, wait, wait, wait
[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah, I can get down
I can get down on a pound of the sound
And I deal it, fillin' my spirit
I know you hear it, I just might sear it
Burn