Gettin Em In Lyrics

They know them bags we getting them in

Bro dropped ah opp he trying do it again

Never goin broke like I'm fucking with Ben

We get that lo then we spinning again

Hope god forgive me I'm sinning again

I ain't trying lose I'm in it to win

I'm Into making money I ain't tryn make friends

Bro ain't trying squash beef he want them all dead

That boy don't want no cancer leave him with bald head

They know my niggas ain't hungry but they went all fed

Treat that boy just like a pencil fill him wit all led

It's sumn snakes up in that grass Close yo back door

We make niggas run like They in track doe

Got glizzys with them 50s we attach those

I add up this money but I subtract hoes

I should sign with Bibby I got that crack flow

You say you got some shooters

They shoot like Shaq doe

I ran it up from nothin I turned it to something

If you can't do nothing for me at least keep it 100

I'm with the gang da guys we'll turn up your function

We in the trap pushing Ps We started with onions

It can be fourth and long

I swear we ain't punting

You sent yo dummy to crash now we smoking yo flunkie

I might just take over yo trap now I'm servin yo junkie

I can't chase no hoe but ima go chase the money

They know them bags we getting them in

Bro dropped ah opp he trying do it again

Never goin broke like I'm fucking with Ben

We get that lo then we spinning again

Hope god forgive me I'm sinning again

I ain't tryin lose I'm in it to win

I'm Into makin money I ain't trying make friends

Bro ain't trying squash beef he want them all dead

That boy don't want no cancer leave him with bald head

They know my niggas ain't hungry but they went all fed

Treat that boy just like a pencil fill him wit all led