Ty Dolla $ign, TeeCee4800, RJmrLA - Gettin 2 It paroles de (lyrics)

Driving real fast down Washington
I'm a Washington nigga I'm a Washington
I be on my shit you do the opposite
You be talkin' about the liq and I
Just the hit the bitch uh just me and my KB
Fuck once make a bitch go crazy
That, Midtown mula the mothafucker come out
Click clack booya!
I don't want shit I don't need shit
If I have my hand out then I smacked a bitch
Aye! Told her get it off the floor
Use to getting fast nigga in and out the door
Niggas's all talk all square all show
I be pimpin' these hoes, pimp
Pimping these hoes
Stay with three stacks like Andre
Dunk on a nigga like Andre
Smoking big weed everyday
I'm with Ty so he sipping
On that bomb bay uh bad Puerto Rican bitches
But they ain't never get my riches

I take my time and I think I
Need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke nigga you cheap
Tell me how you gettin' to it
Tell me how you gettin' to it

Pass me the bottle (bottle)
I'mma take a shot for GCasso
M-O-B-B that's the motto
Basic ass bitches stay gettin' unfollowed
(oh yeah)
I be gettin' to it all day (all day)
Never go broke, no way (no way)
Broke pussy don't get my dick hard
I need a bitch getting money like me
Had a real nigga fucked up but I bounce back
(Bounce back, bounce back, bouce back
Bouce back yeah)
Dolla $ign you can count on that
(count on that)
I'm on 48 hunnids, so it's bout the Remy
I'm known for puttin' down in my city
(in my city, in my city)

I take my time and I think I
Need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke nigga you cheap
Tell me how you gettin' to it
Tell me how you gettin' to it

Look i pull up, crack the whole dice game
Better hit the point like a sniper aye
Got it out the mud, I was OT
Had a drum way before I had a gold teeth
Hoo, that's no lie I promess
Cross my heart and crucified, I'm honest
Talk is talk it's for fake shots, like botox
When niggas play both sides you
Check them like phone pass
It's no matter how you gon' ride
That you gotta get dough

Niggas feel I'm on the hill of the
Got rubberbands around these bills
And my rubbers

I take my time and I think I
Need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke nigga you cheap
Tell me how you gettin' to it
Tell me how you gettin' to it