I Get It

Uhh, uhhh You drinking, I'm drinking, I'm smoking, you smoking, we high baby You leaning, I'm leaning, we laughing, we fucking, we vibing You nervous, I'm nervous, You working, I'm working we tired I'm driving in and out the city, I f*ck up the timing I'm fucking, she's screaming, I thought that she was really dying I can't feel my fist because of all the drugs I'm tryin The perky fucking up my whole system This lean is really fucking up my damn liver Yeah, I gotta sing cause I got hoes listening I f*ck a slow bitch, she ain't got no rhythm But I might still pull up, we can try it Or I could fly you out, or we could try it Oh, I get it, oh, I get it, oh, I get it Oh, I get it Oh, I get it, oh, I get it, oh, I get it Oh, I get it, oh, I get it, oh, I get it Oh, I get it Oh, I get it, oh, I get it, oh, I get it Oh, I get it Oh, I get it, Oh I get it (Elder Teapot) Yeah, I get it Yeah, oh yeah I get it Yeah, oh yeah I get it I told y'all pussy crackers I get it I could stack my racks tall, they reach the ceiling Last week this ho say she independent The other day I put it in her kitty, yeah Yeah, I get it, oh yeah, I get it Bitch, I get it, oh yeah, I get it, lil bitch, I get it Lil' mama pussy wet, I slip and slide in it Lil' mama box so deep, I jump and hide in it Yeah, curtains on the Maybach, yeah, I'm buying it You thought I'm tryna to kill myself the way I'm driving it Only way you make a milli, put your mind in it You a capping rapping pussy, you disguising it Never grew up in the trenches, only white pickets You never pull the strings, you ain't a violinist I don't trust none of y'all crackers I don't trust none of y'all hoes Bitch, my pockets just got fatter, pockets on the jeans look swole Told AS to pack another bowl New fridge for the wrist, it's froze New beat for some brand new flows New song, but the same old show Elder Teapot, Elder Rolls: Of Lean, I might just overdose Heard you switching on code, heard you switching on bro I might get really big stoned, some shit outta Indiana Jones You still way up in the nosebleeds, I might just talk to coach I told y'all pussy crackers I get it I could stack my racks tall, they reach the ceiling Last week this ho say she independent The other day I put it in her kitty, yeah Yeah, I get it, oh yeah, I get it Bitch, I get it, oh yeah, I get it, lil bitch, I get it Oh yeah I get it, oh yeah I get it Oh bitch I get it, bitch I get it Bitch I get it, Bitch I get it Lil' bitch I get it, Bitch I get it