So Into You lyrics

[Intro: Nipsey Hussle & YG]
That’s exactly what I want it to sound like
400
IHussle on this beat

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Aye, b*tches love me 'cause I walk around like I’m the sh*t
n*ggas hate me 'cause I pull up with they favorite b*tch
Seen these n*ggas fallin’ off 'cause they can’t persist
Seen these n*ggas lose it all off a basic b*tch
Marathon, gotta run 'til your paper thick
Slauson Ave to Sunset, we could race the whip
All white diamonds, that’s a racist wrist
Look, I made it out the 60’s, that’s amazing sh*t
See, once upon a time, I was on my grind
I wasn't from the Chi, but it was do or die
Police in disguise asking for a dime
n*ggas barely getting by, me – I’m tryna shine
Voices in my head, I’m tryna mute at times
Keep f*cking with this sh*t, you’ll be doing time
Frustration on my mind so I’m usually high
b*tches on my di*k now 'cause I’m usually fly
AC blowin’ with my music high
Rims on my sh*t when I’m cruisin’ by
I hustle like no other, this a new design
Look at me now, I kept going n*gga, you reclined
Rap money cool but it’s movie time
And you could hit the carpet with me, girl, if you a dime
Getting dough, friend or foe – time to choose a side
She like my style so much she start using mine
[Chorus: Bowie]
I really like what you’ve done to me
Your style, I love it, baby
I am so into you
You ride or die
It’s only you and me
Let's ride to the moon, baby
I’m so into you

[Verse 2: YG]
Homies ain’t homies, b*tches ain’t sh*t
Stay with that MediCal 'cause b*tches get sick
Young n*ggas getting rich, we turn nothing into somethin'
I could turn kisses into f*ckin'
I could turn my ex back to wifey
Yesterday she said she didn't like me
Ah, and then she come over
She know what it do, I bet she give me that cooch
We could bet that (bet that) crap out (crap out)
And before you roll the dice I’m the type that'll bareback
Snake eyes, 2-1, n*gga, shoot somethin'
If she come to the crib, she better toot somethin'
Get it, I’m a fool with the money
I just might blow it on a honey
Homies telling me a young n*gga got it
I’m like, "That’s cool, long as a young n*gga profit"
[Chorus: Bowie]
I really like what you’ve done to me
Your style, I love it, baby
I am so into you
You ride or die
It’s only you and me
Let's ride to the moon, baby
I’m so into you

[Outro]
All money in, no money out