I Got That

Yuh, its Bili, nigga
I like doing that shit man, its my muthafuckin tagline

Yuh, I got that, I got that
Ay, I got that, I got that
Ayy, I got that, I got that, come get that (dope)
Yeah, they need that, they need that
She want that, she want that
They need that, she want that, come get that (dope)

Yeah, this shit go crazy, just like your lady if I end up fadin'
Not into datin', it's not for debate
I'm runnin' to goals, I cannot be late
You never met a fly dude more driven than a Toyo Camry or a Honda Civic
Stay my ass home, I'm not with the mixin', I'm constantly cookin' but not in the kitchen
Everything Bili, come see what you missin'
I got that dope, they throwin' up bricks
I am Stephen when I'm in the booth, if I let it go, I'm not gonna miss
Your girl is thirsty, come get your miss, I'm fresh out the oven, she on all my mitts
Call yourself cuffin' but she got the muffin', she want me to stuff it, I'ma make it fit
Yeah, goin' too hard, ambition pushin', I'm goin' too far
Fuck with me never, I'm just too damn clever, if ever that's better, I'm settin' the bar
Aye, givin' them hope, cleansin' the game, I skipped on the soap
Your shit is wack, we skip all your tracks, they run my shit back, screamin' out dope

Yuh, I got that, I got that
Ay, I got that, I got that
Ayy, I got that, I got that, come get that (dope)
Yeah, they need that, they need that
She want that, she want that
They need that, she want that, come get that (dope)

Ayy, that boy be spittin', it takes him no effort, he wrote this while shittin'
Speak in third person, I'm cocky as fuck
King has arrived, you fresh out of luck
Run to them niggas, but they not gon' save you, boy, you need some milk
I do not blame you
Come in this game and carve out my lane
I'm runnin' like R2, FastTrak, carpool
Bay in this thang, bitch, I'm from The City
It's litty, two titties and your chick is with me
I am her drug, the way that she down me
Kids in her mouth, she needs a Bounty
Work ethic special, I'm A1 like Audi
I really like nothin' but hustlers around me
Smoke on no tree, just get to this paper
I'm all about my cheese, my gouda, that Feta
Aye, goin' too hard, sun gettin' jealous, I'm glowin' too hard
Hov of The Bay, I'm really not playin', you niggas is peons, fuck what you sayin'
You gon' make me go super saiyan
I'm Goku to yo crew, God on Pro Tools
Spazz on this beat, goin' all crazy, this audio crack, hide your wife and babies

Yuh, I got that, I got that
Ay, I got that, I got that
Ayy, I got that, I got that, come get that (dope)
Yeah, they need that, they need that
She want that, she want that
They need that, she want that, come get that (dope)



Credits
Writer(s): Bobby James, Jr Pope, Bobby James Jr P
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