Get It In ft. $hmop & Paperboi Duce Lyrics

Yeah PAID LEE big guapo RIP my nigga skinny man

Thinkin' bout my life just ridin' in my Benz

Got a thick white bitch and she got a couple friends

Me and PAID LEE bout to get it in

I'm the man in my city they don't wanna see me

Ten bands in my pocket another ten on my wrist

I'm a shooter like Curry got a thirty on my hip

Thinkin' bout my life just ridin' in my Benz

I'm the man in my city they don't wanna see me

Rockin' the flyest of shit ridin' that foreign my whip

Squad is as real as it gets stack the bread never trip

When I'm talkin' big bucks I got a couple bands with me

Every time I say flex I got a couple niggas with me

Rockin' shows pullin' hoes finna show out

Niggas say I'm broke but I'm talkin' with a gold mouth

Daddy told me always grind what are you about

Pops hustlin' in the streets tryna make it out

I was the one that said fuck the hard life

Niggas sellin' dope makin' ways tryna make it right

Young seein' things stopping' fiends from the crack pipe

Mind moving slow but I'm addicted to the fast life

Eighteen makin' moves what do y'all do

Young livin' life man I'm livin' how a boss do

If you were grindin' like me you would shine too

Grandma always stressin' tellin' me don't forget my roots

Thinkin' bout my life just ridin' in my Benz

Got a thick white bitch and she got a couple friends

Me and PAID LEE bout to get it in

I'm the man in my city they don't wanna see me win

Ten bands in my pocket another ten on my wrist

I'ma shoot it like Curry got a 30 on my hip

Thinkin' bout my life just ridin' in my Benz

I'm the man in my city they don't wanna see me win

I got some icy-ass buffs please don't touch

And my weed real loud so my eyes stay shut

And these niggas all mad 'Cause my whole team up

And my main bitch bad and my whole bitch cut

Why you trippin' on that bitch? She been stalkin' nigga

And when I see you in the streets we ain't talkin' nigga

Flexin' on the gram get us flockin' nigga

I already hit him once thought we taught nigga damn

I built up this team with my family

Keep a 4-5 'Cause it might come in handy

These niggas be hatin' I know they can't stand me

'Cause I flex on these niggas I can flex in my jammies

And I do not condone snitchin'

Ice on my wrist and I love how it glistens

Bad bitch with me she cannot be the misses

I fuck her real good then she countin' my digits

Thinkin' bout my life just ridin' in my Benz

Got a thick white bitch and she got a couple friends

Me and PAID LEE bout to get it in

I'm the man in my city they don't wanna see me win

Ten bands in my pocket another ten on my wrist

I'm a shooter like Curry got a 30 on my hip

Thinkin' bout my life just ridin' in my Benz

I'm the man of my city they don't wanna see me win

Look I remember I was broke I didn't have shit

No designer clothes no ice on my damn wrist

Had to grind a little harder now I'm drivin' in a Benz

I was taught to shoot first and always fight to the end

Mama told me never ever take a hand out

Always shine like the sun and make sure you stand out

Mama I done stuck to the plan and I done made it out

Now I'm ridin' foreign and Benz up in my bank account

I'm a fly rich nigga you better watch ya' bitch

Got game like a motherfucker my uncle was a pimp

I done came a long way they said I wouldn't make it

Proved them niggas wrong to the top I'm finna take it

Tried to tell you lil' niggas that I had the vision

You turn your back on me you didn't pay attention

Yeah it's lonely at the top but there ain't nothin' that I'm missin

'Cause I came up on my lonely I can say I'm independent