Lets get it Lyrics

This ain't my style but bitch let's get it

She wanna escape I said let's kick it

I'm finna go ape in that mf kitten

She a bad ass bitch that hoe saddity

She say she want rounds ?

Bitch I got plenty

She say she want cash ?

Bitch I got plenty

But you think I'm splurging and shit on you ?

Hell naw bitch you can't get any

I'm smoking this weed I'm smoking this pressure for real

Im rolling that gas for real

Bitch I been like this ain't no changing me shit

Why change if I know that I'm real?

I had one bitch that got too mad, and burnt up my clothes and said go to hell

She might try to burn my crib as soon she realize without her that I'm A excel

Bitch I'm plugged in I feel like dell

I feel like Brady bitch I'm not twelve

I don't want none of the weed you sell

My shit is imported that shit top shelf

I'm out of her orbit I'm out of her world

She just want diamonds, rings, and pearls

I just want her, to bounce, and twirl

Plus some neck bitch just don't hurl

Bitch I'm just rapping and shit, my cash I'm stacking it quick, I don't got a ceiling

They mad at the money and shit, they money flow not moving quick, they don't want a million

I really ain't flexing this shit, his hoe she stay on my dick, I told her to kiss it

10 minutes later, bitch get out my house, or hoe go do them dishes

The heat that I'm making don't cook in the kitchen

I got me some shooters that shoot and ain't missing

These niggas be writing them statements admitting

They scared of them laws them niggas be snitching

These niggas a switch on they bro ion get it

He claim he a gangsta that shit be sickening

Ion know how they rocking my nigga ion get it

But I know how I'm rocking yea bitch let's get it

This ain't my style but bitch let's get it

She wanna escape I said let's kick it

I'm finna go ape in that mf kitten

She a bad ass bitch that hoe saddity

She say she want rounds ?

Bitch I got plenty

She say she want cash ?

Bitch I got plenty

But you think I'm splurging and shit on you ?

Hell naw bitch you can't get any

I'm smoking this weed I'm smoking this pressure for real

Im rollin that gas for real

Bitch I been like this ain't no changing me shit

Why change if I know that I'm real?

I had one bitch that got too mad, and burnt up my clothes and said go to hell

She might try to burn my crib as soon she realize without her that I'm a excel

It's me and my glock my bitch third wheeling

I got this shit tied up like knitting

I got this shit tied up like titties

The heat I make don't cook in the kitchen

Heat I make don't cook in the kitchen