Lil Duke - We Get It lyrics

[Intro: Lil Duke] Yeah, YSL sh**, true facts, ya dig? [Hook: Lil Duke] n***a we get it, we get it My n***as, yea turn to a 50 Calling my n***as, they with it Pull up, 8 shots at yo' [?] Most of these n***as, they with it n***as be falling in love with these b**hes n***as they act just like hoes, in they feelings Mind on the money and I want a million I'm trying to stack that sh** tall as a building Ferrari come through the hood with no ceiling I'm not a rapper, b**h I am a dealer Sipping on lean and I hope it don't k** me Pour up that lean and we don't even measure it Young n***a came from that hood, I'm a veteran I had to break on the cops, I was selling it Running with nothing but felonies [Verse 1: Lil Duke] Don't speak on my name 'bout that broke sh**, irrelevant Racks on me just like I just got a settlement We putting dick in yo' b**h cause she know that we ball Sweep her the wrong number when she asks can she call 5 or 10 racks when we ball 5 or 10 racks in the mall Don't talk to rats, they get off Cashing then backing right out Soon as we walk in they wildin' Fans, they screaming, they rowdy b**h, I been trapping the Audi's Push bu*ton with the frog lights Sipping like I'm straight from Texas Drinking lean, pouring [?] f**ed up a check and I got it right back If I ever fall, Thugger got my back For a little nothing, I can get a n***a wet Pop, they with that MAC, I'ma hop out and get it cracking [Hook: Lil Duke] n***a we get it, we get it My n***as, yea turn to a 50 Calling my n***as, they with it Pull up, 8 shots at yo' [?] Most of these n***as, they with it n***as be falling in love with these b**hes n***as they act just like hoes, in they feelings Mind on the money and I want a million I'm trying to stack that sh** tall as a building Ferrari come through the hood with no ceiling I'm not a rapper, b**h I am a dealer Sipping on lean and I hope it don't k** me Pour up that lean and we don't even measure it Young n***a came from that hood, I'm a veteran I had to break on the cops, I was selling it Running with nothing but felonies [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] I am the streets, so we think nothing higher Shooting out something that crawl like a spider Money get beat, what the f** I desire Take flight like a pilot, won't be nothing flyer I know these f** n***as sing like the choir Run up on Truth, I can help you kids fire Burn 'em like the tires, when I'm moving by ya Told 'em I was thugging, tripping I'ma try ya I do not want to talk Make you run in that safe like you Marshall Faulk Take you right to the plug, n***a f** a drought Hit the ghetto like, look what the f** I bought Anyplace that can make guarantees, I called it All this sh** on my neck dripping like a faucet n***a, water water, don't know what it costed I'm a fool, you can tell how these haters lost it I'm the business n***a this'll be my year Thinking different I might pull up on ya I'm a gangster nothing I can fear Hit up Duke and Slime and run that gun up on ya I am [?] n***a don't forget it All across yo' head, you'd think I was [?] Straight up out of Texas, look at how I kick it Swingers on the Phantom, look at how I sitted [Hook: Lil Duke] n***a we get it, we get it My n***as, yea turn to a 50 Calling my n***as, they with it Pull up, 8 shots at yo' [?] Most of these n***as, they with it n***as be falling in love with these b**hes n***as they act just like hoes, in they feelings Mind on the money and I want a million I'm trying to stack that sh** tall as a building Ferrari come through the hood with no ceiling I'm not a rapper, b**h I am a dealer Sipping on lean and I hope it don't k** me Pour up that lean and we don't even measure it Young n***a came from that hood, I'm a veteran I had to break on the cops, I was selling it Running with nothing but felonies