LETSGEITIT lyrics

[Intro: Yung Kayo]
Yeah
Uh, uh (Let's go)

[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
I've been in Iran, let's get it (Let's get it, skrrt)
I just carried the stage, let's get it (Let's get it, brr)
A percent in my cup like my whip (Whoa, yeah)
Trapping in the building, like, let's get it (Yeah)
Jump out the Raf like RiFF, yeah
I count hundreds but I'm not a Crip, nah ('Kay)
My MAC-11 make you sit down (Brr)
Stop acting tough for my b*tch (b*tch)

[Verse 1: Yung Kayo]
In a rush, in the ambulance (Ambulance)
I got no frag and it came with the Kel-Tec (Yeah)
You can't [?]
My pockets stuffed too bad so I walk in symmetry, yeah
My gang is worth ten like a G (G)
I took yo' flag and gave you a [?] (Brr)
[?] now I need me a mil'
How could I laugh when I'm counting these chips? (Chips)
Yeah, yeah, the trap needing hits (Hits)
Yeah, yeah, that Glock make it hit (Brr)
Yeah, Perky, I be outta here (Yeah)
Three ounce my limit like appearance not here
When I'm geeking I feel like a maniac
I'm in the barber, I'm raising the jade (Skrrt)
[?] in my car like it's pink (Pink)
[?] in my whip, do you see? (Woo, pink)
[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
I've been in Iran, let's get it (Let's get it, skrrt)
I just carried the stage, let's get it (Let's get it, brr)
A percent in my cup like my whip (Whoa, yeah)
Trapping in the building, like, let's get it (Yeah)
Jump out the Raf like RiFF, yeah
I count hundreds but I'm not a Crip, nah ('Kay)
My MAC-11 make you sit down (Brr)
Stop acting tough for my b*tch (b*tch)

[Verse 2: Dom Corleo]
Still get my pay, I'm just counting up dough (Oh, oh)
Me and my b*tch 'boutta roll the dough (Oh, oh)
Yeah, she over there in the club getting thrown (Let's go)
Took her out the streets, I put that b*tch on a boat (On a boat)
Brought her to the sheets and made her just give me throat (Give me throat)
Yeah, she a pretty b*tch, you know just how it go
Put it on her head, she moving a lil' more (Yeah, yeah)
Real bad b*tch, bought her a Vetements coat (Yeah, yeah)
In love with the green, I'm a money-sexual (Yeah, yeah)
Smoking on the green got me high like a drone (Drone)
Blunt to the face got me high, getting flown (I'm getting flown)
I don't need a shrub, just talking, don't need a rip (Yeah)
Everything they doing, they doing is all cap
Sipping, like, two, screaming out, "No, babe" (Whoa)
Can't get too burnt out, got a flat (Burnt out)
[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
I've been in Iran, let's get it (Let's get it, skrrt)
I just carried the stage, let's get it (Let's get it, brr)
A percent in my cup like my whip (Whoa, yeah)
Trapping in the building, like, let's get it (Yeah)
Jump out the Raf like RiFF, yeah
I count hundreds but I'm not a Crip, nah ('Kay)
My MAC-11 make you sit down (Brr)
Stop acting tough for my b*tch (b*tch)