La4ss - Get It In lyrics

[Intro] Yeah! Young hot head! Hood hottest youngin I'm just all the way hot Huh Hod hottest youngin! Haaaaan (chuckle) Let's get it (Yoo) [Chorus] Young hot head all I do is bang Run up with that .40 bet he up that chain When you in these streets you know it ain't no game That's why I never hesitate to send shots at a lane Pull up on that man put 2 in his brain Jump up out that van .30 in my hand You know how it go when you in that jam When you post up by that store and we gettin' it in [Verse 1] I don't post up no mo' I got lots of cash I don't be dirty no mo' I got lots of swag And you how it goo when you up in that jam Keep yo' mouth closed or we gon' do you in Don't hold yo hand out told me bloods you is not my friend And please don't claim me lil folks cause you not my fam My n***as is no f**in' joke when we on that corner We servin' powder pills and rocks and that marijuana My n***as we serving blocks call it block service Pull up let the windows down call it Glock service Trico spit a 100 rounds out that damn car These b**hes know who I am I'm a damn star (Damn star!) [Chorus] [Verse 2] You ain't heard about LA that boy about that money And I heard he ain't no joke and he don't take sh** funny And a n***a ran in his spot but he blew out And I swear to god he silent he don't run his mouth And I heard he from that scan where it's f**ing drought And everyday they goin' ham with them Glocks out Them .30 shots and .50 shots up in that damn mop Swear to god that boy don't talk, he ain't never rolled to no cop Swear to god that clip so long when I shoot I don't stop I catch a cut then I shoot sh** up then I go back to the car And free Lil Bossie and Fat Dog and Lil Slim now Swear to god I'll Dirk LeBron James shoot above the rim now (LeBron!) We in now To the back of the house I'ma lay sh** down if he make a sound f** n***a tried to run without his gun, but I chased him Lit 2 to his back and I laid his a** flat called him out of bounds [Outro]