Lets Get It lyrics

[Intro: Rich Amiri]
Ayy, CGM, where you at?
She wanna f*ck, let's, uh (Phew)
She wanna f*ck, let's, uh
She wanna f*ck, let's, uh
Let's go, ayy

[Chorus: Rich Amiri]
She wanna f*ck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna f*ck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this b*tch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove, 'bout to whip it
f*ckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like she a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it

[Verse 1: Rich Amiri]
Run up the racks, I count up my chicken
Uh, I had to count up my paper
That boy a [?], yeah, b*tch, he a hater
Follow on cam', I guess I made her
That ho gon' give me the pus*y you paid for
Shapin' him up, ain't give him a tapеr
That boy a pack, I might just face 'em
Fent in his drugs, damn, I lacеd him
Ain't givin' it up, huh
Don't give a f*ck, lil' boy, I'm takin'
Heard he want static, n*gga, what's shakin'?
That boy a pig, get turned into bacon
Stealin' my flow, they be stealin' my cadence
I got on all white like a racist
He on the phone with his ho cupcakin'
I'm on the phone with this ho caucasian
[Chorus: Rich Amiri]
She wanna f*ck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna f*ck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this b*tch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove, 'bout to whip it
f*ckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like she a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it

[Verse 2: Heygwuapo!]
I walk in the bank, I walk in the bank and I'm laughin'
I hop in the coupe, I hop in that b*tch and I crashed it
b*tch, are you [?]? I'm goin' up, I'm goin' up, b*tch, I'm talkin' to Satan
I'm on the Ace, I'm off a perc, I'm throwin' up but I know what I'm sayin'
Can't you tell me sh*t, yeah, I'm way too rich, lil' b*tch
Yeah, I'm way too up, lil' ho, I been on my business sh*t
How the f*ck you gon' expose the sentences, You can't finish it
They just want up on the wave 'cause they see I'm livin' lit
Let's get it, let's get it, I spin the block like a fidget
Walk into Saks and I spend me a ticket
Hit from the back, she like where do I hit it

[Chorus: Rich Amiri]
She wanna f*ck, let's, uh, what?
She wanna f*ck, let's get it
Pull up, my windows be tinted
I'ma just hit on this b*tch then I'm finished
Cookin' up work on the stove, 'bout to whip it
f*ckin' his family, just parked up the Benz's
Your ho on her knees like she a lil' Christian
Run up the racks, so I had to get it