I Got This Lyrics
feat. Logic
A light to the m day, make couple young motherfuckers
Taking niggas and turn them into samplate
I don't really need noth but some Netflix
And some good half from one of my future exes
Am I sexist, cause I got a bad bitch check list
Really ain't my fault cause the social media feeding my urgent splurge
And she like my pics so she want the dick
Go, go, go, for real, not mine tt, all my hoes is real
Young top from the side where them niggas get live
And them hoes wanna roll like them clothes on fire
Oh my, oh my, oh my life, if I don't make it I'll die twice
She cold blooded like twilight
I think she know she my type
I'ma get off on everything, like I'm perverted
Make these niggas shake like we just met in person
And if you gonn hate me then that mean I'm worth it
And if you could judge me then that mean I'm perfect
You feel it? Got them hook, let me reel in
Fucked up on the ceiling, that's how I'm feeling
She try out like prettylips, getting brain while I peel it, tight
[Hook] x 2
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my click
This here sound like marsh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this
One time for your motherfucking mom
When I get it I rip it and every one of a kind
Heat when I rhyme, never heard of it
But I murder the beat when I rhyme
I better take it to another level, know I never settle, shit
Flow incredible, instrumental is edible
Talk a lot of game but this shit ain't credible
What's good, let me live it up, hit it up
Bees up, got your shawty in the crib with her knees up
Ease up, let me bring it down
You the thing now, who the king now
Fuck around and finally got a little bit of bling now
But the money anything now
Yeah I know the shit sting now,
Raw pack till my paw slap
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Take a look at my direction if you wonder where the boss at
Real talk, no false rap
[Hook] x 2
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my click
This here sound like marsh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this
Nigga praise to the most high, so fly nigga blow like the bomb y
Oh I've been a bad motherfucker since I got out of the stomach
Feeling like road the way I'm killing everything I'm touching
I'm a real nigga, lowkey, bros got hammers like low key
But I ain't reckless, I'm off get neck from a well respected
Red bone in a lexus hectic
I'm fucked till next semesters, got bars
So these hoes gonn call collectors
Jaw expected, if not all of y'all can form a line
And I'll follow the exit
This rap shit is just a mill ticket
Brown bag with me like a field trip
Treat your bitch like a heel, flip the camera
Angle span when the heels click
[Hook] x 2
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this, I came here with my click
This here sound like marsh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga I got this.
