Young Thug - I Got It lyrics

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Young Thug - I Got It lyrics

[Hook: Ca$h Out & Young Thug] [Ca$h Out] If a n***a want a whole brick we got it We ain't getting money man, boy you need to stop Lil' pocket cheese, cake right pocket sloppy And everything we do man, we gotta make a profit [Young Thug] And these n***as flexin', tell them stop the flexin' They ain't making cake serving pies And all ain't block you can stop at the shop And get yourself for one twenty-fives [Verse 1: Ca$h Out] It's over, yeah I think it's my time Dank super-whip, my Chevy done took the high dive Sold so many chickens you would think I worked at Popeyes My plug is a mystery, you should have been on MyTime Cuh serving a lifetime for tryna get this cash b**h Shot-s**a, horny home, cuz I'm a money savage Damn I got the cash cause I'm staring at the tits and sh** Just chilling in my mansion, my plug calling from Mexico Walk slow loaded like [?], my partnas they some goblins They gotta call me Batman cause my partna them be robbin' I'm the man of the year, see the man up in here See me walking with these karats, I'm a walking chandelier (She got it) [Hook] [Verse 2: Young Thug] You know I throw the work in the kitchen like mouse I'm talking real sh** and I think I need to floss You know I'm reading up on the first and the fourth I had to throw my Glock, I'm too likely to fall I gotta ball hard, you can call me the shop Swag earrings in my ears, but we call the blocks But you know them white-white, yellow box in flock Plus the maid cost ten, so it's not a fox And yes guys, this is only round one And I already k**ed a n***a without the gun (Yes I did) So yes, I can k** a n***a without the gun (He dead!) He planned to k** you when they whip out the gun [Hook] + [Loud Ass Cough] [Verse 3: Ca$h Out] I well did, I got a lot of cash I keep my money in them Gucci, Luis product bags When we go on shopping sprees, ain't no need to check the tags I'm living life fabolous, you can throw it in the bag Riding in the Audi truck with throwaway gats I put my team up cause I got throwaway packs When we hit the club dawg, we got throwaway racks Earrings on HD, VVS, in the flesh These n***as talking s**, I got my check up The ice got me sick, I think I need a check up Yo girl in a Lambo, she be with a n***a Saying how she finna leave a man, you need to step up [Hook]

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