Gettin 2 It lyrics

by

Mustard


[Verse 1: TeeCee4800]
Driving real fast down Washington
I'm a Washington n*gga I'm a Washington
I be on my sh*t you do the opposite
You be talkin' about the liq and I just the hit the b*tch uh
Just me and my KB
f*ck once make a b*tch go crazy
That, Midtown mula
The mothaf*cker come out
Click clack booya!
I don't want sh*t I don't need sh*t
If I have my hand out then I smacked a b*tch
Aye! Told her get it off the floor
Use to getting fast n*gga in and out the door
n*ggas's all talk all square all show
I be pimpin' these hoes, pimp, pimping these hoes
Stay with three stacks like Andre
Dunk on a n*gga like Andre
Smoking big weed everyday
I'm with Ty so he sipping on that bomb bay uh
Bad Puerto Rican b*tches
But they ain't never get my riches


[Chorus: TeeCee4800]
I take my time and I think I need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke n*gga you cheap
Tell me how you gettin' to it
Tell me how you gettin' to it

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Pass me the bottle (bottle)
I'mma take a shot for G.Casso
M-O-B-B that's the motto
Basic ass b*tches stay gettin' unfollowed (oh yeah)
I be gettin' to it all day (all day)
Never go broke, no way (no way)
Broke pus*y don't get my di*k hard
I need a b*tch getting money like me
Had a real n*gga f*cked up but I bounce back
(Bounce back, bounce back, bouce back, bouce back yeah)
Dolla $ign you can count on that (count on that)
I'm on 48 hunnids, so it's bout the Remy
I'm known for puttin' down in my city (in my city, in my city)


[Chorus: TeeCee4800]
I take my time and I think I need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke n*gga you cheap
Tell me how you gettin' to it
Tell me how you gettin' to it


[Verse 3: RJmrLA]
Look
I pull up, crack the whole dice game
Better hit the point like a sniper aye
Got it out the mud, I was OT
Had a drum way before I had a gold teeth
Hoo, that's no lie I promess
Cross my heart and crucified, I'm honest
Talk is talk it's for fake shots, like botox
When n*ggas play both sides you check them like phone pass
It's no matter how you gon' ride
That you gotta get dough
[?]
n*ggas feel I'm on the hill of the [?]
Got rubberbands around these bills and my rubbers
[?]

[Chorus: TeeCee4800]
I take my time and I think I need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke n*gga you cheap
Tell me how you gettin' to it
Tell me how you gettin' to it
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