Get It in (feat. Juice Beamin')

I'm still in the stu I'm like fuck a trench I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some money I'm bout to spend I got some money I'm bout to spend I stay in the studio fuck a trench I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some money I'm bout to spend I got this money I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some racks I'm bout spend Imma just do it because I can We keep it cooler than ceiling fans They just gonn do it cus they a fan You stay on the street like a curb But you was raised in the suburbs That's shit that get on my nerves Hope you don't get what you deserve I'm on my level like I'm on my level like Ferg I love it when i be wit her She sweet and I eat like desert She sweeter than candy but cold as the winter I think imma buy her a fur I like how she movin we stay on adventures I feel like we phineas ferb I'm feeling like phineas pherb I'm drippin these colors like nerds Im staying low to the earth You know I be low as the dirt Gimmie some jose like cuervo I'm wit my mafia peso I need my chip wit some queso Make her say ugh. Quavo I hit it once and I lay low Pretty petite and moreno She dance and she sing like she j lo Bet she gonn do what I say so Pipe down lil shor what you doin I'm hot come and ring the alarm These words gonna work like a charm She suck till I die and respawn Get dressed like I'm stepping to prom Got the world and my life in my palm I'm stressed I put that in a song I'm stuck in the stu all night long I'm still in the stu I'm like fuck a trench I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some money I'm bout to spend I got some money I'm bout to spend I stay in the studio fuck a trench I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some money I'm bout to spend I got this money I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some racks I'm tryna spend Imma just do it because I can We keep it cooler than ceiling fans They just gonn do it because they a fan I feel a way i deserve it If I can't get a check i get nervous Blowing these band I be splurging Cop me a whip do the dash I be swerving skrtttt Only hit me if it's urgent, I just cut and repair ima surgeon Got the wolves on your head like a turban Say it again I don't think that they heard me. I get it in I get it in Grain on my chest wit my hat to the back I get it in I get it in Can't believe what you say you got cap in yo raps They want me out of my element Any move that you make is irrelevant Its a problem we gone have to settle it Sick when i'm spitting this shit is unsettling I just grain gang my fit Aint got time to take no trip. I got niggas giving out fades I ain't talking bout no bip Let me beam and talk my shit I don't mean to talk like this. Aint no way they catching me slipping If i'm wit the YBBB I'm still in the stu I'm like fuck a trench I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some money I'm bout to spend I got some money I'm bout to spend I stay in the studio fuck a trench I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some money I'm bout to spend I got this money I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I get it in I told my mama I'm heaven sent I got some racks I'm tryna spend Imma just do it because I can We keep it cooler than ceiling fans They just gonn do it cus they a fan