Lets 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 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