Get It In (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yase]
I mean, it's self explanatory, you n*ggas know who I is
On God, n*gga, this the real remix, P
Lil Yase, my n*gga
Yatta was happenin'?
Blood, my brother, n*gga
Mozzy, Hell Gang
G Val go crazy
Nef get it in

[Chorus: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, them n*ggas on that sh*t again (On that f*ckin' sh*t)
Finna hit they block, let it drip again (Let that b*tch rip)
Bounce out with thirty sticks again (Grrah, grrah)
Take it all off, n*gga, strip again (Strip again)
This b*tch off a pill, ate the di*k again (Ate the di*k again)
b*tch off a molly, ate the clique again (Ate the clique again)
Ayy, get it in (On court)
On my mama, b*tch, we get it in

[Verse 1: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, Lil Yase on that sh*t again (Off the sh*t again)
Just dropped a n*gga off the Hen again (I'm off the Hen' again)
Just off the rollers in the f*ckin' Benz (I'm in that f*ckin' Benz)
Everything I drop, that is f*ckin ten (You know it's f*ckin' ten)
Got your b*tch on my di*k, doing backspins (She doin' lil' spins)
Got this MAC in my lap watch this MAC dance (Watch this b*tch dance)
Got my n*gga in the back with a MAC-10 (He on MAC-10)
Put the shotty to your back, blow your back in (Blow his back in)
We're in the trap, my lil' n*ggas need that sack in (We need that sack in)
Air out, let's bring the pack in
'Migo gang get to trapping
Forty on me get to clapping
[Chorus: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, them n*ggas on that sh*t again (On that f*ckin' sh*t)
Finna hit they block, let it drip again (Let that b*tch rip)
Bounce out with thirty sticks again (Grrah, grrah)
Take it all off, n*gga, strip again (Strip again)
This b*tch off a pill, ate the di*k again (Ate the di*k again)
b*tch off a molly, ate the clique again (Ate the clique again)
Ayy, get it in (On court)
On my mama, b*tch, we get it in (On spunk, b*tch)

[Verse 2: Yatta]
On court, b*tch, we get it in
Catch another case, I'll sit again (I'll sit)
They don't want them n*ggas off that sh*t again (Off that sh*t)
My n*ggas off pills, they ain't listening
Smoked his b*tch, hit his b*tch with this di*k again (Hit that b*tch)
Ate the di*k, dropped her off, she had a fit again (Ate that di*k)
Dare a n*gga to cross me like a Christian man (What?)
Here go nine shots, many men
b*tch we stay strapped, Velcro
All my n*ggas got stripes, shell toes
Stomp a n*gga out in these steel toes (Lil' n*gga)
b*tch, we all trippin', f*ck a chill mode

[Chorus: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, them n*ggas on that sh*t again (On that f*ckin' sh*t)
Finna hit they block, let it drip again (Let that b*tch rip)
Bounce out with thirty sticks again (Grrah, grrah)
Take it all off, n*gga, strip again (Strip again)
This b*tch off a pill, ate the di*k again (Ate the di*k again)
b*tch off a molly, ate the clique again (Ate the clique again)
Ayy, get it in (On court)
On my mama, b*tch, we get it in (On spunk, b*tch)
[Verse 3: G Val]
Everyday I'm taking chances tryna get it in
n*gga speaking on my name, he a silly kid
n*gga say he got the strap, tell him shoot it then
I'm out of town with the loud, tryna get it in
If she ain't tryna f*ck the gang, then don't let her in
I took a trip to your hood and you weren't even there
Every day I'm in the hood and you ain't never there
These n*ggas worser than these hoes and they don't even care
Don't be asking for no favors, I ain't your f*ckin' mans
All that sh*t you wearing fake, don't wear that sh*t again
Eight hundred for the pint I'm on that sh*t again
Seven grams in a 'Wood, boy, we fit it in
It's lit

[Chorus: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, them n*ggas on that sh*t again (On that f*ckin' sh*t)
Finna hit they block, let it drip again (Let that b*tch rip)
Bounce out with thirty sticks again (Grrah, grrah)
Take it all off, n*gga, strip again (Strip again)
This b*tch off a pill, ate the di*k again (Ate the di*k again)
b*tch off a molly, ate the clique again (Ate the clique again)
Ayy, get it in (On court)
On my mama, b*tch, we get it in (On spunk, b*tch)

[Verse 4: Lil Blood]
Blood
Give me your chain, pus*y, give it in (Give it in)
Give me your watch, give me your ring, pus*y, give it in
And tell your b*tch to shut up 'fore I slap her with the pistol
I'ma kill this whole damn house if I don't get my issue
Goofy went upstairs, Yatta went with him, Yase was in the kitchen
Goofy said we here bruh we on its about 110
'Cause I was kinda shocked, but I knew it had to be more
'Cause we ain't find the money, it had to be in the floor
Oh sh*t, a n*gga got stripped again
f*cking with them shady city hoes again
Them b*tches just like Oakland
And them Richmond b*tches, all them b*tches is smokers
[Chorus: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, them n*ggas on that sh*t again (On that f*ckin' sh*t)
Finna hit they block, let it drip again (Let that b*tch rip)
Bounce out with thirty sticks again (Grrah, grrah)
Take it all off, n*gga, strip again (Strip again)
This b*tch off a pill, ate the di*k again (Ate the di*k again)
b*tch off a molly, ate the clique again (Ate the clique again)
Ayy, get it in (On court)
On my mama, b*tch, we get it in (On spunk, b*tch)

[Verse 5: Nef The Pharaoh]
Oh sh*t, the Pharaoh finna trip again
If I ever go broke, I'm hittin' licks again
It ain't sh*t for me to strip a man
Back in high school I used to get it in
Twenty year old boss b*tch I feel like Young Dolph
It ain't no real shooters left cause all these b*tch n*ggas soft
I'll give a n*gga a fade like my uncle Junebug
At the barbershop you n*ggas cops, y'all not real thugs
Hit the city with my Sunnydale n*ggas, gettin' love
Hit the point with G Val, smokin' loud and turnin' up
Let a cop try to pull that Baltimore sh*t on us
And we gon' f*ck his ass up with his own billy club
b*tch, we trippin'

[Chorus: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, them n*ggas on that sh*t again (On that f*ckin' sh*t)
Finna hit they block, let it drip again (Let that b*tch rip)
Bounce out with thirty sticks again (Grrah, grrah)
Take it all off, n*gga, strip again (Strip again)
This b*tch off a pill, ate the di*k again (Ate the di*k again)
b*tch off a molly, ate the clique again (Ate the clique again)
Ayy, get it in (On court)
On my mama, b*tch, we get it in (On spunk, b*tch)

[Verse 6: Mozzy]
Oh sh*t, got that forty with the long stick
Dome, body shot, dome, body shot, dome sh*t
Couple lines of codeine, couple lines of cocaine
Off the porch at fourteen, raised in the dope game
We don't want the half P, n*ggas need the whole thing
Clip full of propane, hit him from a close range
Lil' n*ggas acting like b*tches, going both ways
If you ain't in my circle, gotta purchase your own thing
Doing what the song say, really live this lifestyle
And his face was with it like he Skyping with a white gal
On that double back sh*t, finna slither right now
Keep doing wipe downs until they let my guys out

[Chorus: Lil Yase]
Oh sh*t, them n*ggas on that sh*t again (On that f*ckin' sh*t)
Finna hit they block, let it drip again (Let that b*tch rip)
Bounce out with thirty sticks again (Grrah, grrah)
Take it all off, n*gga, strip again (Strip again)
This b*tch off a pill, ate the di*k again (Ate the di*k again)
b*tch off a molly, ate the clique again (Ate the clique again)
Ayy, get it in (On court)
On my mama, b*tch, we get it in (On spunk, b*tch)