I Got It

I got it How you get yo fit Stupid bitch I fuckin bought it How you make a hit Have seba make it And go retarded Know you feelin this Even tho this shit jus started Walk in wit the clique Smell like shit like we farted Stackin all our chips If you broke you get parted Fuckin on a bitch but she a hoe So I don't heart it Playin wit her feelings So she ask me where my heart is You know it's dead and gone She like why's that Bitch don't cap You know you did me wrong But it's cool shit I ain't trippin tho Now I'm fuckin different hoes Shit I feel invincible Swear I'm on my shit now I ain't stoppin it Swear I'm makin hits From now till BCM on top of shit Swear I'm done wit cuffin bitches I jus want that sloppy shit Swear I'm done wit doin nothin I jus wanna make sum shit Swear I'm done wit steady bummin I jus wanna cop new shit Swear all I do now is thumb I think I love the blues a bit Swear all my guys keep a drum You try us you get blew wit it Swear I'm goin stupid dumb This flow got sum fluidity Swear I'm rockin BCM Until somebody finish me