GET IT IN
If he really want that smoke with me (What?)
We can get it in
I don't give a fuck about that bitch, I love my dividends
And if he want that smoke with me (What?)
We can get it in
And I'on give a fuck if you want smoke, he'll never blink again
Call me baby girl, why you runnin'? Don't you run
You know I love money baby, so do you, let's have some fun
He tryna fuck with us, I ain't playin' around, you know I love my gun
In love with blickies, don't give hickeys
Hold on baby, I ain't done
Should have seen the look up on his face (Phew)
When I came around
Drop the guns, ain't need no trace
I was not around
Hollow tips that hit his face (Shh)
Now he under ground
Come here baby, that's a case (Shh)
Better not make a sound
In love with violence since a youngin
I think somethin' wrong with me
15 years old, bitch I'm youngin
There's somethin' wrong with me
I'm still a kid, love playin' games (What)
Play along with me
I love playin' get the money fast
Get along with me
I got caught up with my side chick
Didn't know what to say
I said "Babe it's just my sister"
Should have seen her face
I'on got a sister baby girl, you such a dummy
She was tweakin', hella mad, but I'm just laughin' 'cause it's funny
I said "Fuck all this drama" Imma go and count some money
Shawty all up on my line, but it was fine she got a dumpy
Oh my God, look at the time, I need some lean up in my tummy
He got walkin' 'round the corner, better know that I was runnin'
If you really want that smoke with me
We can get it in
I'on give a fuck about that bitch, I love my dividends
And If you want that smoke with me
We can get it in
And I'on give a fuck if you want smoke, he'll never blink again
Call me baby girl, why you runnin'? Don't you run
You know I love money baby, so do you, let's have some fun
He tryna fuck with us, I ain't playin' around, you know I love my gun
In love with blickies, don't give hickeys
Hold on baby, I ain't done
Should have seen the look up on his face (Phew)
When I came around
Drop the guns, ain't need no trace
I was not around
Hollow tips that hit his face (Shh)
Now he under ground
Come here baby, that's a case (Shh)
Better not make a sound
In love with violence since a youngin
I think somethin' wrong with me
15 years old, bitch I'm youngin
There's somethin' wrong with me
I'm still a kid, love playin' games (What)
Play along with me
I love playin' get the money fast
Get along with me
Phew
Get it in
Phew
We can get it in
If you want that smoke with me
We can get it in
If you want that smoke with me
We can get it in
We can get it in
I don't give a fuck about that bitch, I love my dividends
And if he want that smoke with me (What?)
We can get it in
And I'on give a fuck if you want smoke, he'll never blink again
Call me baby girl, why you runnin'? Don't you run
You know I love money baby, so do you, let's have some fun
He tryna fuck with us, I ain't playin' around, you know I love my gun
In love with blickies, don't give hickeys
Hold on baby, I ain't done
Should have seen the look up on his face (Phew)
When I came around
Drop the guns, ain't need no trace
I was not around
Hollow tips that hit his face (Shh)
Now he under ground
Come here baby, that's a case (Shh)
Better not make a sound
In love with violence since a youngin
I think somethin' wrong with me
15 years old, bitch I'm youngin
There's somethin' wrong with me
I'm still a kid, love playin' games (What)
Play along with me
I love playin' get the money fast
Get along with me
I got caught up with my side chick
Didn't know what to say
I said "Babe it's just my sister"
Should have seen her face
I'on got a sister baby girl, you such a dummy
She was tweakin', hella mad, but I'm just laughin' 'cause it's funny
I said "Fuck all this drama" Imma go and count some money
Shawty all up on my line, but it was fine she got a dumpy
Oh my God, look at the time, I need some lean up in my tummy
He got walkin' 'round the corner, better know that I was runnin'
If you really want that smoke with me
We can get it in
I'on give a fuck about that bitch, I love my dividends
And If you want that smoke with me
We can get it in
And I'on give a fuck if you want smoke, he'll never blink again
Call me baby girl, why you runnin'? Don't you run
You know I love money baby, so do you, let's have some fun
He tryna fuck with us, I ain't playin' around, you know I love my gun
In love with blickies, don't give hickeys
Hold on baby, I ain't done
Should have seen the look up on his face (Phew)
When I came around
Drop the guns, ain't need no trace
I was not around
Hollow tips that hit his face (Shh)
Now he under ground
Come here baby, that's a case (Shh)
Better not make a sound
In love with violence since a youngin
I think somethin' wrong with me
15 years old, bitch I'm youngin
There's somethin' wrong with me
I'm still a kid, love playin' games (What)
Play along with me
I love playin' get the money fast
Get along with me
Phew
Get it in
Phew
We can get it in
If you want that smoke with me
We can get it in
If you want that smoke with me
We can get it in
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Andrew Barbaro
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