Testo Let's Get It - Dom Corleo feat. Yung Kayo
Testo della canzone Let's Get It (Dom Corleo feat. Yung Kayo), tratta dall'album On My Own (Deluxe)
(It's Andy Quint)
Yeah
Uh, uh (let's go)
I've been in Iran, let's get it (let's get it, skrrt)
I just carried the stage, let's get it (let's get it, brr)
A percent in my cup like my whip (whoa, yeah)
Trapping in the building, like, let's get it (yeah)
Jump out the Raf like RiFF, yeah
I count hundreds, but I'm not a Crip, nah ('kay)
My MAC-11 make you sit down (brr)
Stop acting tough for my bitch (bitch)
In a rush, in the ambulance (ambulance)
I got no frag, and it came with the Kel-Tec (yeah)
You can't have my hide or sham in the hills
My pockets stuffed too bad, so I walk in symmetry, yeah
My gang is worth ten like a G (G)
I took yo' flag and gave you a Tory (brr)
My FN hat, now I need me a mil'
How could I laugh when I'm counting these chips? (Chips)
Yeah, yeah, the trap needing hits (hits)
Yeah, yeah, that Glock make it hit (brr)
Yeah, Perky, I be outta here (yeah)
Three ounce my limit like appearance not here
When I'm geeking, I feel like a maniac
I'm in the barber's, I'm raising the jade (skrrt)
Sleep in my car like it's pink (pink)
Sleep in my whip, do you see? (Woo, pink)
I've been in Iran, let's get it (let's get it, skrrt)
I just carried the stage, let's get it (let's get it, brr)
A percent in my cup like my whip (whoa, yeah)
Trapping in the building, like, let's get it (yeah)
Jump out the Raf like RiFF, yeah
I count hundreds, but I'm not a Crip, nah ('kay)
My MAC-11 make you sit down (brr)
Stop acting tough for my bitch (bitch)
Still get my pay, I'm just counting up dough (oh, oh)
Me and my bitch 'boutta roll the dough (oh, oh)
Yeah, she over there in the club getting thrown (let's go)
Took her out the streets, I put that bitch on a boat (on a boat)
Brought her to the sheets and made her just give me throat (give me throat)
Yeah, she a pretty bitch, you know just how it go
Put it on her head, she moving a lil' more (yeah, yeah)
Real bad bitch, bought her a Vetements coat (yeah, yeah)
In love with the green, I'm a money-sexual (yeah, yeah)
Smoking on the green got me high like a drone (drone)
Blunt to the face got me high, getting flown (I'm getting flown)
I don't need a shrub, just talking, don't need a rip (yeah)
Everything they doing, they doing is all cap
Sipping, like, two, screaming out, "No, babe" (whoa)
Can't get too burnt out, got a flat (burnt out)
I've been in Iran, let's get it (let's get it, skrrt)
I just carried the stage, let's get it (let's get it, brr)
A percent in my cup like my whip (whoa, yeah)
Trapping in the building, like, let's get it (yeah)
Jump out the Raf like RiFF, yeah
I count hundreds, but I'm not a Crip, nah ('kay)
My MAC-11 make you sit down (brr)
Stop acting tough for my bitch (bitch)
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