Getting It In

Mmmm, Yea yea yea uhh Getting it in used to trap out the basement Toting red beams got the glock wit the laser Never gone beef if it ain't bout the paper Ball like the lakers stack all the cake up uhh Hold up hold up hold up hold up What? Talk, Talk, yea, talk yea Let me pop my shit on this junt right quick Talk, walk on that bihh, walk on that bihh, walk on that bihh, woah! Getting it in used to trap out the basement Toting red beams got the glock wit the laser Never gone beef if it ain't bout the paper Ball like the lakers, stack all the cake up Scraping the wall on the pot, until it rock I'm serving all that I got Stacking this cash till it rot My pockets got knots cin't shopping then get out the spot Off of the drugs I gotta detox Run up on gang put yo ass up on Fox Clientele pumpin no need for the block Flex on they ass just like I'm The Rock The coach and the quarterback I call all the shots Don't go in the party just pimp out the parking lot She seen what I pull up in dressed up in Louboutin hit her one time now she stalking now F*ck all of my exes already know I had to shit on em Bitches steady jocking me ya kno Ian gone trip on em Go and get a mop lil boy ya kno I had to drip on em Running wit that sack like Derrick Henry Had to stiff arm em Nigga talking bout what he gone do to me this new to me See em face to face won't buss a move on me, Truthfully Usually they mad I fucked they bitch or some that's nudity Beat the pussy up I lay the smack down yea brutally Step in the stu I drop hit after hit I'm consistent you know I got bangers bruh Step in the club and we standing on top shit niggas they twisting they fingers up cll of my niggas they bosses you ain't getting money then naw you can't hang wit us My hittas they armed and they dangerous, you try us you gone meet ya maker bruh Even the blind can see how I'm coming Made something from nothing turned nothing to something Imma risk taker it can be 4th and 40 imma throw the Hail Mary you'll never see me punting Give her the pipe, just like I was plumbing Told the lil bitch don't stop till I'm cumming Buss on her face then you know that I'm running Only thing I'm running to is the money Getting it in used to trap out the basement Toting red beams got the glock wit the laser Never gone beef if it ain't bout the paper Ball like the lakers, stack all the cake up Scraping the wall on the pot, until it rock I'm serving all that I got Stacking this cash till it rot My pockets got knots cin't shopping then get out the spot Off of the drugs I gotta detox Run up on gang put yo ass up on Fox Clientele pumpin no need for the block Flex on they ass just like I'm The Rock The coach and the quarterback I call all the shots Don't go in the party just pimp out the parking lot She seen what I pull up in dressed up in Louboutin hit her one time now she stalking now