I Got That Shit

I Got That Shit Lyrics

(Berge always flexin')
(Zay Tekken)
Oh, yeah
This for all them young niggas out there, gettin' that money
This for all them bad b**ches, get their own bread (Yeah)
You heard me?
Claim they don't like it, but you know they like it

I'm in my [?] some Levi's
This for them bad b**ches, get dressed at night, then go to Vibe's
This for my young niggas who hustle, 'til the sunrise
Once shots let off, they send sh*t back, it ain't no goin' inside
Got shawty wan' come try to f**k me up, inside my ride
Got my cologne on, smellin' clean, b**ch
I know you see me on this scene, b**ch
Car fresh than a motherf**ker, b**ch bad just like her mother
Big knots in my pockets boy, f**k with somethin'

I got that sh*t in my pants
Got that sh*t in my lungs
Got that sh*t in my whip
I got that sh*t in my car
I got that sh*t on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
I got that sh*t on my clique, I put that sh*t all on my broads
I send a blitz at your

Clique, and put a hit on yo' squad
Eight 12's inside the trunk, nigga
It bump, nigga, f**k wrong with you? I slump niggas
Try play like you dumb, nigga
Have them young slimes inside the street, in front your house
Screamin, "Red rum, nigga, red rum, nigga"
Is it my cars, is it my clothes
Or, is it my b**ch, all because of my home
Straight out the North livin' large, I got this
I'm off the sh*t, strong than boy
And, I been poppin' my sh*t like a model
Came from the bottom
If you see me with Herm, I'm drinkin' Henn' out the bottle
Big tires on my whip, nigga
Bad b**ch up in here
Got her holdin' on my blick, nigga
Hoe, I got that sh*t in my pants

I got that sh*t in my pants
Got that sh*t in my lungs
Got that sh*t in my whip
I got that sh*t in my car
I got that sh*t on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
I got that sh*t on my clique, I put that sh*t all on my broads
I got that sh*t on my wrist (Got that sh*t on my- Yeah)
Put that sh*t on my b**ch
I put that sh*t on my b**ch (Yeah)
Put that sh*t on my broad
Put that sh*t on my gang
Kiss you from me, in the Rolls
Buss you, for me, in they brain
Slime

I got that sh*t in my pants
Got that sh*t in my lungs
Got that sh*t in my whip
I got that sh*t in my car
I got that sh*t on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
Nigga, baptize sh*t, cause I'ma send 'em straight to God