Get In With Me (Remix) ft. TreSura Lyrics

Aye, aye

Aye, aye, aye

Bout a motherfuckin' hater

Stay around, I'll motivate ya

Yeah, aye, aye

These niggas treat me like a boss when I walk in, sit at the table

You wanna go meet yo maker, smoke wit us we got them flavors

They say my music don't be slapping had to switch the style and wake em

I'm from that north side of the Lou and bitch I ball like Jayson Tatum

All my niggas riding tinted 5, see taz we gotta take em

Ayy bitch don't call my phone unless bout some motherfuckin' paper

My glock stay right next to me like it's my motherfuckin' neighbor

Tell me why I keep on having dreams about a motherfuckin' hater

Come get in wit me, you stay around and I'll motivate ya

My bitch just told that she wanna suck me now and fuck me later

I ride around with a couple members and they all considered dangerous

Can't have them other niggas round, they keep leaching for a favor

These niggas treat me like a boss when I walk in, sit at the table

You wanna go meet yo maker, smoke wit us we got them flavors

They say my music don't be slapping had to switch the style and wake em

I'm from that north side of the Lou and bitch I ball like Jayson Tatum

All my niggas riding tinted 5, see taz we gotta take em

Ayy bitch don't call my phone unless bout some motherfuckin' paper

My glock stay right next to me like it's my motherfuckin' neighbor (You know it's T-E-A bitch)

Tell me why I keep on having dreams about a motherfuckin' hater

He want me to put it on him, I don't think that nigga ready

Put it in, rock the boat, I don't do the nice and steady

Bad bitch in real life, check the pics straight off the getty

He wanna have them one on ones, but I just want that nigga fetty

And every time he spend it on me, this pussy spill like confetti

Told that nigga just the tip

So why I feel it in my belly?

Niggas begging since high school, that's why his bitches be so jelly

He said I'm his dream girl, I sent the link to buy this kelly

Bitch we want all the smoke

Ahh, ahh, ahh

We so loud, this bitch might choke

Me and my bitches come in all the flavors

You got a homie with some money, I got a bitch that'll call him later

Wop, wop

These niggas treat me like a boss when I walk in, sit at the table

You wanna go meet yo maker, smoke wit us we got them flavors

They say my music don't be slapping had to switch the style and wake em

I'm from that north side of the Lou and bitch I ball like Jayson Tatum

All my niggas riding tinted 5, see taz we gotta take em

Ayy bitch don't call my phone unless bout some motherfuckin' paper

My glock stay right next to me like it's my motherfuckin' neighbor

Tell me why I keep on having dreams about a motherfuckin' hater

Why?

Bout a motherfuckin' hater

Come on get in with me and I'll motivate ya

About a motherfuckin' hater

Come on get in with me

And get this fucking paper