Tyler Thomas, VIC MENSA, Logic - I Got This lyrics

LA to the MD couple young motherfuckers
Taking niggas and turning them into samplate
I don't really need nothing but some Netflix
And some good head from one of my future exes
Am I sexist
Cause I got a bad bitch checklist
Really, really ain't my fault
Cause the social
Media feeding my urge to splurge
And she like my pics so she want the dick
Got hoes, got hoes, got hoes, for real
Not Manti Te'o, all my hoes is real
Young top from the side where
Them niggas get live
And them hoes wanna roll like
Them clothes on fire
Oh my, oh my, oh my life
If I don't make it I'll die twice
She cold-blooded like Twilight
I think she know she my type
I'mma get off on everything
Like I'm perverted
Make these niggas shake like we
Just met in person
And if you goin hate me then
That mean I'm worth it
And if you could judge me
Then that mean I'm perfect
You feel it? Got them hook, let me reel in
Fucked up on the ceiling
That's how I'm feeling
She try out like prettylips, getting
Brain while I peel it, tight

Fuck y'all niggas, I got this
I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga, I got this
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this
I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga, I got this

One time for your motherfucking mind
When I get it I rip it up
And every one of a kind heat when I rhyme
Never heard of it but I murder
The beat when I rhyme
I better take it to another
Level, know I never settle, shit
Flow incredible, instrumental is edible
Talk a lot of game but
This shit ain't credible
What's good, let me live it up, hit it up
V's up
Got your shawty in the crib with her knees up
Ease up, let me bring it down
You the thing now, who the king now
Fuck around and finally got a
Little bit of bling now
But the money ain't a thing now
Yeah I know the shit sting now
Rattpack till my pulse flat
Take a look at my direction if
You wonder where the boss at
Real talk, no false rap

Fuck y'all niggas, I got this
I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga, I got this
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this
I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga, I got this

Somebody tell Miley Cyrus I’m tryna get
A flight to her private island
And privately let her cosign my privates
And dine in her pussy 'til I get the 'itis
Pride of a lion the size of Goliath
Let one fly in the iris
I was was juking in the
Porsche see if she can
Get Taj Mowry to let me
Drive with his license
Pitchfork probably won’t put me
On their playlist i guess I’m not an A-list
To an elitist for my latest allegations but
More riddled with scandals
Than Ronald Reagans
Who could appeal to the rockers and
The Ragers gorillas in their cages?
Ape shit up in the mosh
Pit throwin them a set save money innanet

Fuck y'all niggas, I got this
I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga, I got this
Fuck y'all niggas, I got this
I came here with my clique
This here sound like mosh pit
And your bitch be on my dick
Roll up nigga, I got this
Pour up nigga, I got this