King Los - I Get It In lyrics
[King Los - I Get It In lyrics]
Okay, I'm serving these niggas like
A waiter with a tray
Tell me how the fuck you want
It ’cause I'm catering today
Big diamonds in my bezel
Hit them haters in the face
Never run behind pussy
It's the paper that I chase
I done lapped these niggas
I done made enough space
To take a nap on niggas
Catch ‘em later in the race
Hot like Hell, tell Satan to his face
And I'm cutting these bitches like
Jason when he chase
White girls on the movie
White girls so groovy
White pearl Cousys like oyster shells
Hoist a perpetual Rollie ‘cause your
Holder be moist as hell
Too cool to raise my voice and yell
Whisper in your bitches ear like Abracadabra
My swagger grab her, then she disappear
This my year, two oh-one oh
I owe one to the four-one oh
Go for the goal, go for it like two seconds
Left on fourth and goal
I'm scorching cold, freezing hot
My temperature rise, degrees'll drop
It's odd to have an even shot, when sleeping
I don't even stop big L, Biggie, Pun
Even Pac would agree to me angry at these
Lazy A and Rists, I'm so crazy
They embarrass me
With all this fucking foolery, who
Can't rap about jewelry, cars and bitches?
But y'all ridiculous
Is rappers as cool as me?
You losing me, come find me
I'm a genius, bitch, rewind me
Every day my fans remind me
There's no way they can deny me god damn
How that dagger feel? Like
G5 then the Swaggerville
I'm like eight miles ahead of rappers
Feeling like B rabbit feel
Yo, hold up, wait, he had a deal
Who said he cannot get a deal?
That shit was only half a mill
It's time I need a bigger deal
Hit the store, ship a mill
Treat the coupe like Uncle Phil
Because it's getting sick of wheels
Zero is the shit for real
A waiter with a tray
Tell me how the fuck you want
It ’cause I'm catering today
Big diamonds in my bezel
Hit them haters in the face
Never run behind pussy
It's the paper that I chase
I done lapped these niggas
I done made enough space
To take a nap on niggas
Catch ‘em later in the race
Hot like Hell, tell Satan to his face
And I'm cutting these bitches like
Jason when he chase
White girls on the movie
White girls so groovy
White pearl Cousys like oyster shells
Hoist a perpetual Rollie ‘cause your
Holder be moist as hell
Too cool to raise my voice and yell
Whisper in your bitches ear like Abracadabra
My swagger grab her, then she disappear
This my year, two oh-one oh
I owe one to the four-one oh
Go for the goal, go for it like two seconds
Left on fourth and goal
I'm scorching cold, freezing hot
My temperature rise, degrees'll drop
It's odd to have an even shot, when sleeping
I don't even stop big L, Biggie, Pun
Even Pac would agree to me angry at these
Lazy A and Rists, I'm so crazy
They embarrass me
With all this fucking foolery, who
Can't rap about jewelry, cars and bitches?
But y'all ridiculous
Is rappers as cool as me?
You losing me, come find me
I'm a genius, bitch, rewind me
Every day my fans remind me
There's no way they can deny me god damn
How that dagger feel? Like
G5 then the Swaggerville
I'm like eight miles ahead of rappers
Feeling like B rabbit feel
Yo, hold up, wait, he had a deal
Who said he cannot get a deal?
That shit was only half a mill
It's time I need a bigger deal
Hit the store, ship a mill
Treat the coupe like Uncle Phil
Because it's getting sick of wheels
Zero is the shit for real