Get It In Lyrics

Said it's beef, if you bout it come and get it in

I'm with GBG, but I don't need 'em just to get a win

Hit first, I'll hit second I'm a gentleman

Everybody trappin' I ain't tappin' on ya Telegram

Took her out of state, crystal waters got her mesmerized

Like to talk my shit, run these beats it's my exercise

Now she flashin' titties 'cause I really went and guessed her size

Came back from the bottom, hit the top I got 'em petrified

I don't fuck with rubies

Pistol in my pocket on a swivel like it's Call of Duty

I got spending money, I might take a trip to Djibouti

Third eye never blinkin', they can't play me I could see a uh

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense

I'm gon'always duke it out, I don't care who I'm against

Know some ballers whippin' Hondas and some bustas in a Benz

I ain't ever been the type to go and follow all the trends

Why the fuck would I spend money if she not even my bitch

Don't do Cashapp, don't do Zelle, don't do PayPal come correct

Yeah my Momma raised a gangsta, what the fuck did you expect

I ain't paying for your nails, I ain't fuckin' with your tech

Tried to switch the starter nigga, but her new man played the bench

Not surprised that he a bust, let me save y'all the suspense

You moved on but you moved down, it just shows your head is dense

Bitch I never had a filter so I hope you take offense

Tryna…I'm tryna…I'm tryna..I'm tryna lock in

Play make for my team like a nigga pass like Stockton

G-B-fuckin-G go and tell 'em how we rockin'

'Cause they wouldn't know no drip if they saw a leaky faucet uh

Call me Pistol Pete

Running up The East since Twin Magic went and hit the streets

I'm a hood doctor, got the cure, I'm serving to the fiends

Really be surprised what people doing for a zip of weed

Nigga, I just got my magic back

Arsenal full of tricks, got 'em deep inside my plastic bag

Niggas telling fables, I don't get how they be fast to cap

And Kam gon drop a band plus an O when he pass the trap

Pull up in the coop, twenty minutes just to be exact

Talking on my name then you better tell 'em all the facts

Suffer from success, I be so mad I gotta count a stack

But that's just how it be when there's custos in and out the trap

I was OT when them niggas built that base

I don't miss the 4-1-3 pushing weight and making plays

Use to see them dark nights now we seein' better days

So you think that I'd be pressed 'cause I peep a little hate

Everybody got a gun, but no heart to pull the trigger

They was tryna show they stripes, turn that boy into a Tigger

Fuck a band for band nigga, you ain't seen these type of figures

I'm Picasso seein' red with the way I paint these pictures

I got hitters left and right if they ever disrespect me

I'm the type to text her friend even though she been her bestie

Now she stressin'

I ain't ever been too good at first impressions

Only hangin' wit the trio it go Dizzy, Smith, and Wesson uh

Said it's beef, if you bout it come and get it in

I'm with GBG, but I don't need 'em just to get a win

Hit first, I'll hit second I'm a gentleman

Everybody trappin' I ain't tappin' on ya Telegram

Said it's beef, if you bout it come and get it in

I'm with GBG, but I don't need 'em just to get a win

Hit first, I'll hit second I'm a gentleman

Everybody trappin' I ain't tappin' on ya Telegram