Song meaning of Let’s Get It by Arut & kizaru

Oh, look at these two rappers, Arut and Kizaru, trying to be all badass and cool with their song "Let's Get It". They start off by bragging about being their own managers, like wow, way to go guys, you've reached peak independence. And then they mention some fancy cars and big collections, because apparently having material possessions is the key to happiness. But wait, hold on a second, one of them says his girl's eyes got big, and yet she's Asian? Are they implying that Asian people naturally have small eyes? That's some ignorant nonsense right there. And then they talk about their bling bling, but claim that the other person's bling bling is from kindergarten. I mean, who even wears bling bling from kindergarten? That's just ridiculous. And of course, they have to mention that they party in fancy places and that they're surrounded by bitches. Oh, excuse me, I mean "bad bitches". Sorry for the slip of the tongue. They also throw in some Harry Potter reference, because why not mix magic and rap together, right? And then they go on about stacks of cash and being like Big Meech. Who the heck is Big Meech? Is he like the Cool Ranch Doritos version of Biggie Smalls? And they claim that everyone is in awe of them when they speak. Well, sorry to break it to you guys, but I'm not feeling the awe. In fact, all I feel is a strong urge to hit the next button on my playlist. But hey, they're on some kind of blessing with lots of VVS (whatever that means) and they fly on a "kotlet" (which I can only assume is some sort of magical meat sandwich). But please, spare me the details of your gang and your fetty. It's starting to sound like a cheesy gangster rap version of a kids' book. And just when you think it couldn't get any worse, here comes Kizaru with his money, power shenanigans. Apparently, he started his rap career with a gram (probably the wrong kind of gram). And he's got some friend named Rama who's all about Louis Vuitton. But let me guess, they both probably buy those designer clothes with Monopoly money. And oh, Kizaru claims he can bed any girl from Instagram. Well, congratulations, buddy. I didn't know being able to slide into someone's DMs was an Olympic-level achievement. Then he goes on about fat joints and some knockout stuff. I mean, is he a rapper or is he trying to run a boxing gym? And wait a minute, he took someone's wife? Dude, that's just cold. And he's selling something called yayo, which I'm assuming is just a metaphorical term for pixie dust or something. And he declares himself a real playa, as if that's supposed to impress anyone. Newsflash, Kizaru, being a playa doesn't exactly scream "relationship goals". And then he starts boasting about how he already conquered the charts, like he's some kind of rap conqueror. Sorry, pal, but I think you're confusing conquering the charts with conquering the Hot Cheetos bag. Oh, and he also did some time in prison, but now he's as free as a bird. Wow, what a redemption story. I guess a stint in jail really helps you appreciate the little things in life, like standing on a stage and rapping about random stuff. And he ends by saying "Let's get it" about a million times. Yeah, sure, let's get what? A refund for listening to this song? Honestly, I think I've gotten enough of Arut, Kizaru, and their attempts at being gangsta. Let's get on with something more enjoyable, like counting sheep or watching paint dry.