Girl, get up. Lyrics – Doechii, SZA

Read the full Girl, get up. lyrics by Doechii and SZA from the album D1 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Doechii's music, you can also explore Dancing With My Clothes Off and Sweat, two other songs by Doechii.

[Verse 1: Doechii]
Sipping my kombucha on a rooftop
Smoking blue dream on my karma sutra
Life is but a dream for a dark skin b!tch like me
Life gets dark when you're dark like me
Times get hard with a heart this big
Mouths get fed when your ass this thick
Count my sheep and I catch my Zs
I don't read y'all tweets, I delete y'all threads
Don't need weed to be ten feet tall
I don't need keys when I knock down walls
Been pushing P since bathroom stalls
Why sell my soul when I know I'm God?

[Chorus: SZA & Doechii]
I be in the back, levitating
Doing meditation, leave me, girl, get up
Picking on non-confrontation
Fu*k a limitation, leave me, girl, get up
Somеhow, I know that I'll have everything that's minе
Mine, mine (Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse 2: Doechii]
All that industry plant s*it whack
I see it on the blogs, I see you in the chats
You suck every rap n!gga d!ck from the back
But what's the agenda when the it girl black?
Y'all can't fathom that I work this hard
And y'all can't fathom that I earned this chart
Y'all can't stand my vibe 'cause I'm anointed
All y'all evil-ass hoes just annoying
Blame it on the fame, blame it on the coke
Blame it on the D'USSÉ, got you feeling low
Y'all wanna believe I'm on drügs and forsaken
They won't credit me, so they blame it on Satan
Blame it on my label, blame it on my team
End of the day, everything is on me
Miss Bag Lady, little Miss-iah
Little Miss hire them hoes, then fire them

[Chorus: SZA]
Mm, I be in the back, levitating
Doing meditation, leave me, girl, get up
Picking on non-confrontation
Fu*k a limitation, leave me, girl, get up
Somehow, I know that I'll have everything that's mine
Mine, mine

[Verse 3: Doechii]
They calling me the intellect amongst the pu*sy rap
I still be popping pu*sy, them my sisters, so I can't agree with that
These n!ggas misogynistic, I'll address it on the album
For now, let's sink into the fact that hate don't make you powerful
Y'all monitoring spirits, go monitor that checkbook
Fashion week was radical, diamonds what my neck took
Tried to turn the other cheek, but y'all just too damn extra
I had to take it to the stu' and show these n!ggas pressure
Father, forgive 'em, they gon' be hurt when I deliver
The album six months old, it need a fu*king babysitter
I did eight years of failing, plus a lot of cold winters
Used to be a starving artist, now I want the whole dinner
B!tch, I want my things
Nissan to a Bentley coupe (Fu*k you mean?)
Got a cosign from K. Dot (She's Baby Keem)
God, keep me from the bitterness
Help me reach the masses, all the black women gon' feel this s*it

[Chorus: SZA]
Mm, I be in the back, levitating
Doing meditation, leave me, girl, get up
Picking on non-confrontation
Fu*k a limitation, leave me, girl, get up
Somehow, I know that I'll have everything that's mine
Mine, mine