With It
And you know I came to run it up
And you know I came to get my fucking hunnids up
And you know I'm going straight to the top of the mother fucking game yeah I said enough
If you feel the kid thanks for showing love
Everybody sleeping on me time to wake them up
They don't really know what the fuck going on
Hating mother fuckers y'all can go and run along
If you rocking with me then I'm really putting on
For the fucking fans
Do it for the bands
Do it for my mans
Do it for the mother fuckers sitting in the stands
Do it for the squad
Do it for the dogs
Said I couldn't do it but it's looking like I can
I been up late scheming
Up late working
Putting in time I just hope it's worth it
Phone keep ringing
Hotline blinging
Now they all fuck with my songs they singing
Yeah the way they getting down like that
Make your hands all clap
Yeah you know we feeling good (uh-huh)
Let your hips roll back
Don't care where we at
We all dancing like we should
Cause I know y'all with it (with it)
And you bout to see what it's like when we winning (ay)
Ask me put this thing on loop when it finish (ah)
You keep saying you should stop you don't get it (stop)
Cause we do this for the fans we ain't quittin
I like it when they scream my name (CD)
Coast to coast we in all 50 states (five o)
I don't care what they say (say)
Cause me and my squad are making our way
About to touch down in NYC
About to live it up in Milwaukee
Bout to have some fun in East Philly
Shoutout the boy Joel Embiid
So what you think (so what)
Put your cups to the sky go get another drink
So how you feel (feel)
We ain't messing around nah we the real deal
You just gotta hit my line (hah hah)
You just gotta be worth my time
I do this for the fans no lie
Shoutout to the ones in my life (ooh)
Yeah the way they getting down like that (down)
Make your hands all clap
Yeah you know we feeling good (uh-huh)
Let your hips roll back
Don't care where we at
We all dancing like we should
Cause I know y'all with it (with it)
And you bout to see what it's like when we winning (ay)
Ask me put this thing on loop when it finish (ah)
You keep saying you should stop you don't get it (stop, nah nah)
Cause we do this for the fans we ain't quittin
Yeah I'm really putting in the work cause I gotta get it right now (gotta get it right now)
Everybody wanna chirp so I had to go and tell em all to pipe down (tell em all to pipe down)
They just telling me to stop but they don't really know it's a lifestyle (it's a lifestyle)
I been on this shit first yeah ain't nobody really taking my sound (ain't nobody taking my sound)
Ain't nobody taking my spot (nah)
This my shit yeah I fucking claimed it (this is my shit)
This my bitch yeah I got her taken (this is my bitch)
We next bitch y'all on fucking ancient (y'all old bitch)
Ain't nobody really this hot (ha oo ha)
Burning up homie turn the fan on (turn the fucking fan on)
Barry Sanders when I get the fucking hand off (get the fucking stiff arm)
Get the guap imma put the fucking fam on
I got plans dawg
Yeah the way they getting down like that (down)
Make your hands all clap
Yeah you know we feeling good (uh-huh)
Let your hips roll back (ooh)
Don't care where we at
We all dancing like we should
Cause I know y'all with it (with it)
And you bout to see what it's like when we winning (ay)
Ask me put this thing on loop when it finish (ah)
You keep saying you should stop you don't get it (stop, nah nah)
Cause we do this for the fans we ain't quittin
And you know I came to get my fucking hunnids up
And you know I'm going straight to the top of the mother fucking game yeah I said enough
If you feel the kid thanks for showing love
Everybody sleeping on me time to wake them up
They don't really know what the fuck going on
Hating mother fuckers y'all can go and run along
If you rocking with me then I'm really putting on
For the fucking fans
Do it for the bands
Do it for my mans
Do it for the mother fuckers sitting in the stands
Do it for the squad
Do it for the dogs
Said I couldn't do it but it's looking like I can
I been up late scheming
Up late working
Putting in time I just hope it's worth it
Phone keep ringing
Hotline blinging
Now they all fuck with my songs they singing
Yeah the way they getting down like that
Make your hands all clap
Yeah you know we feeling good (uh-huh)
Let your hips roll back
Don't care where we at
We all dancing like we should
Cause I know y'all with it (with it)
And you bout to see what it's like when we winning (ay)
Ask me put this thing on loop when it finish (ah)
You keep saying you should stop you don't get it (stop)
Cause we do this for the fans we ain't quittin
I like it when they scream my name (CD)
Coast to coast we in all 50 states (five o)
I don't care what they say (say)
Cause me and my squad are making our way
About to touch down in NYC
About to live it up in Milwaukee
Bout to have some fun in East Philly
Shoutout the boy Joel Embiid
So what you think (so what)
Put your cups to the sky go get another drink
So how you feel (feel)
We ain't messing around nah we the real deal
You just gotta hit my line (hah hah)
You just gotta be worth my time
I do this for the fans no lie
Shoutout to the ones in my life (ooh)
Yeah the way they getting down like that (down)
Make your hands all clap
Yeah you know we feeling good (uh-huh)
Let your hips roll back
Don't care where we at
We all dancing like we should
Cause I know y'all with it (with it)
And you bout to see what it's like when we winning (ay)
Ask me put this thing on loop when it finish (ah)
You keep saying you should stop you don't get it (stop, nah nah)
Cause we do this for the fans we ain't quittin
Yeah I'm really putting in the work cause I gotta get it right now (gotta get it right now)
Everybody wanna chirp so I had to go and tell em all to pipe down (tell em all to pipe down)
They just telling me to stop but they don't really know it's a lifestyle (it's a lifestyle)
I been on this shit first yeah ain't nobody really taking my sound (ain't nobody taking my sound)
Ain't nobody taking my spot (nah)
This my shit yeah I fucking claimed it (this is my shit)
This my bitch yeah I got her taken (this is my bitch)
We next bitch y'all on fucking ancient (y'all old bitch)
Ain't nobody really this hot (ha oo ha)
Burning up homie turn the fan on (turn the fucking fan on)
Barry Sanders when I get the fucking hand off (get the fucking stiff arm)
Get the guap imma put the fucking fam on
I got plans dawg
Yeah the way they getting down like that (down)
Make your hands all clap
Yeah you know we feeling good (uh-huh)
Let your hips roll back (ooh)
Don't care where we at
We all dancing like we should
Cause I know y'all with it (with it)
And you bout to see what it's like when we winning (ay)
Ask me put this thing on loop when it finish (ah)
You keep saying you should stop you don't get it (stop, nah nah)
Cause we do this for the fans we ain't quittin
Credits
Writer(s): Connor Doyle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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