Kid Ink - Get Home (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro : Kid Ink] Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right [Verse 1: King Los] I made her strip like she had a stage Told her clap it on my face like aftershave Get you much p**y when you made some millions Brought her a USB drive and told her save her feelings I mac, Plus your man ain't k** it yeah b**h, I cannon ball in that p**y And get the ceiling wet Ass so big, it need a kickstand p**y too good to pull out I call that sh** quicksand Baby he a sixth man, you need you a starter Shawty I can his and her Audemar ya tomorrow Order new cars and call it U-Haul And have her move forty two closets Worth for shoes and a new apartment I'm ballin' He made you his boo thang I keep you in that new thang I just bought a s** swing For if you have it mood swing Whinin' like a routine' Girl you know the routine Think I'm tryna clone you Way I buy you new jeans [Verse 2 : Tyga] She gon' drop it Make that thing Gnarly You with new school Bobby in a new Ferrari I brought that dope school out rims like a tari Faded for tonight, tomorrow don't call me In a sense, she gon' do it leave no evidence Fingerprints on the window tint Tryna see who went Papi popular Take take you 'round my city yeah Ride 'round my j**els Let you wear when we in the bed yeah yeah I got that good in the mornin' Dippin' while you yawnin' She can't control it She my little soldier Gangsta like Jody T-Raww I'm focused You know that she openness Yeah what you gon' do with it? I'm layin' Don't play with it b**h