Young Thug - Let's Get It lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Yeah, yea, thugging, thugger Stoners, ha, NYC sh** n***a [Hook: Young Thug] Pull in and whip it, pull in these b**hes Ran all dem digits, Stack through the ceiling Ma mamma wit it, my brother wit it His sisters wit it, these hookers wit it Coke Boys, let's get it Coke Boys, let's get it Dope Boys, let's get it, ha Coke Boys, let's get it Dope Boys, let's get it Everyone, let's get it Get it, Chinx get it get it [Verse 1: Chinx Drugz] I'll be counting all of this paper Smoking all of this dope Said I wasn't gon make it Told me wasn't no hope Always knew I was gon get it Add the grease to that chicken Known to fluff the dope when i whip it (whip that) b**h in less than 4 minutes I got freezer burn on my left arm Gas hose like Chevron Shot attempts can't fade me (nope) Skin made of that Kevlar Don't get lined up wit dem dots Made my way up off them blocks Smoking on a 12 foot yacht, open toe sandals you flop Talking Coke Boy lets get it My first tour was c**aine, went back and forth like tennis In your b**h mouth, no dentist Nosey b**h mind your business I'm gon stack it up to that ceiling I'm in traffic ducking that sentence Found that pot of gold and dove in it [Hook: Young Thug] [Verse 2: Chinx Drugz] I done came up of dem n***as Seen the lane and I took it Stove whipping that eco Grandma like what's cooking (what's cooking?) Talking car show, we roll out Dress warm its cold out Hard top roof fall out Too fast b**h slow down We ride through your street She dialed up my main line, I slide with your freak Told her told use no teeth Came a long way from that bottom Drinking out that bottle, still chasing em comas Told me get em I got em Talking bout the money we blew that n***a now why you go do that? When I pull up she hop in it (skrrr) Rest of em n***as like who dat? Style on em n***as the worst way We don't f** with them in the first place n***a we get it the b**hes they wit it They know I get the p**y on the first date [Hook: Young Thug]