album cover
Get It Bih
37
Hip-Hop/Rap
Get It Bih was released on April 19, 2017 by GT Digital / Steak N Shrimp Records as a part of the album Get It Bih - Single
album cover
Release DateApril 19, 2017
LabelGT Digital / Steak N Shrimp Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucky Luciano
Lucky Luciano
Performer
Leo Lean
Leo Lean
Performer
Microwave Rollie
Microwave Rollie
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leonardo Marroquin
Leonardo Marroquin
Songwriter

Lyrics

The drank mixed up, we folding big bucks
See them diamonds dancing when I lift my wrist up
We buy them bottles up, now here them models come
We in the middle of the club fucking commas up
I tell her get it bitch, I tell her get it bitch
I tell her get it bitch, I tell her get it bitch
Now give that ho a broom, and let her sweep it up
And when the club close, she gon' leave with us
I woke up with a hangover with two bitches up in my bed
Popped me a pill and poured me a cup
Now let's go get back to this bread
I'ma turn up until I can't
I got marble all in my sink
Been all about this bank
Ain't no fox baby this mink
Fur coat I'm allergic to broke
Pop two percs and I swerve on the road
My t-shirt cost an arm and a leg
Pay these hoes is not what I said
I go to sleep with a Glock in my bed
Me and Leo lean dodging the feds
Wake up with my mind on my bread
I came up off shit I said
Sowed up my whole state
With a steak up on my plate
Seen them try but they just can't
It's Lucki baby I'm great
I'ma pour me up a 8
Give these haters plenty space
And these bitches love my face
Versace drawers around my waist
Acting bad in a red foreign
Pulling up they snapping pics
On the mic I'm the best born
I ain't gon' lie better ask your bitch
Just got back from overseas
My wrist like negative four degrees
We them Mexicans folding cheese
Valet bring my Rover please
The drank mixed up, we folding big bucks
See them diamonds dancing when I lift my wrist up
We buy them bottles up, now here them models come
We in the middle of the club fucking commas up
I tell her get it bitch, I tell her get it bitch
I tell her get it bitch, I tell her get it bitch
Now give that ho a broom, and let her sweep it up
And when the club close, she gon' leave with us
In the club fucking commas up
Making fake ballers put they money up
Something muddy off in my cup
That Ciroc and liquor get me wired up
Boy pimping hoes on the daily
Might catch me pimping your lady
You think that pimping dead you crazy
Cause your bitch come home and she pay me
Hold up, me and that Luck in the door
Versace the rug when I step on the floor
Started from nothing and turned it to something
Now I'm at the top and they know where to go
Better hand me the dough, neck full of gold
Watch never ticks and the wrist always cold
And I'm selling them something that's froze
Spending the profit on houses on cars and on clothes
Catching us up at the show
Packing that burner but nobody knows
They just search me and my peeps at the door
And I'm selling that stuff that they put in they nose
Bring me the hoes, on the floor
Bitches they come and they go, she twerking it slow
Ass in my face but I tell her I like when she working the pole
And I'm ready to go just to hit up my place
With a real pretty face and a sexy ass waist
Ain't even running I'm winning the race
When I come to the club park in front of the place
They remember the face
Cause we be fucking up them commas boy
I got us sweeping up them dollars boy
The drank mixed up, we folding big bucks
See them diamonds dancing when I lift my wrist up
We buy them bottles up, now here them models come
We in the middle of the club fucking commas up
I tell her get it bitch, I tell her get it bitch
I tell her get it bitch, I tell her get it bitch
Now give that ho a broom, and let her sweep it up
And when the club close, she gon' leave with us
Written by: Leonardo Marroquin
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...