XV - I Get It lyrics

[Verse- JMIC] Whats up Gudda Gudda? How the f**s it going? Whats up XV? I hear the money's flowing I Got the burbs on lock Me and a couple homies Chillin with some bad b**hes And yeah we're puffin smokin I'm not f**in joking I pledge to keep it real Motherf** the phonies wit a sharp a** piece of steal I'm out here ducking police About that cheese for real And I ain't gonna stop until I see at least a mil Gonna get um wit a little bit of I dont even know what to call it But this sh** be f**in bouncin like I wrote in hydrolics Is it me or could be that I've been smoking the cronic? IDK but my flow will leave the microphone polished W-w-w-whip it then wash it This little white kid is moppin Every rapper hes on a track with its exciting to watch it So get to writing and blogging Homie this might happen often Put your money up now before the prices skyrocket [Hook- Gudda Gudda] Okay the money in my levis Stack my paper tree high I been doin this sh** as a youngin, knee high You gon need your gla**es or your contacts just to see I Everytime you see me my I eyes squitin cause I be high I Get it! [Verse- XV] I go in I swag out Ball with all bags out I dealed but then I cashed out Pour up then I pa** out n***as think they flashy Till I know they flash out Pockets fat but I do a show and get paid flat out Now ain't that an amazin idea? Behind the wheel like feris with some girls in the rear My n***a JMIC ridin shot gun With a couple hot ones In the back seat and they blowin each other shot guns Honey wants a ring So she gettin in the Audi Oh my are we high or is the sky just cloudy? I stretch out on the couch Like I'm in counsling Then watch her hit the pole like a n***a is josting Dark hoarse, white night Dim n***as ain't bright lights k**in this sh** from hindsight Light up the pen like light bright All of my n***as is ballin my n***a And all of my b**hes are dime type Look at life like all of this is mine right? I'm like.. [Hook- Gudda Gudda] Okay the money in my levis Stack my paper tree high I been doin this sh** as a youngin, knee high You gon need your gla**es or your contacts just to see I Everytime you see me my I eyes squitin cause I be high I Get it! [Verse- JMIC] You have not see nothing yet I'm warming up let me f**ing stretch Not even playing yet, I'm not even playing yet Bout to run a warm up lap and probably won't break a sweat While I'm jogging You should be blogging Telling all these other rappers JMIC is a problem Get it through your noggin I have reached another level chillin on a rpstrum Man this sh** is awesome One right move and I'm off the bench ballin If rap is a game I'm certainly playing offense The song is a track and my competition stallin I'm switchin into second gear, Take a shot of everclear Then cut off my competitors I was revin my engine but you mothaf**as never hear You all must have severed ears But if you been following my I know you see progression here As you will every year from now until forever dear And ima continue to do what I do Until all of the cheddars here [Hook- Gudda Gudda] Okay the money in my levis Stack my paper tree high I been doin this sh** as a youngin, knee high You gon need your gla**es or your contacts just to see I Everytime you see me my I eyes squitin cause I be high I Get it!