Wiz Khalifa - Getting it lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa - Getting it lyrics]
I got the city on lock man (uh huh)
I don't think I'm this crazy (It's Mr 412)
It's how the people treat me you know
(I feel good)
It's about that urge, so (I feel great)
That's why I call myself the
Prince of the City
And that's why we back, the second time man
(Yeeeaah)
There's two of them, so, you already know
Everything movin' (Haha) bidd-ack
Your favorite young kidd-ack
Niggas gon' hate but still
The paper gon' stidd-ack i live that
The live you little pricks wish to get at
Trynna get a name not the one to come spit at
They say I'm doin' my thing like
No one ever did it
Actually made a name in this hatin' ass city
That's why at every show you
See me Pittsburgh Diddy
Hoppin' on the road I
Bring Pittsburgh with me
My Pittsburgh tat match my Pittsburgh fitted
I'm so oh so Pittsburgh if you don't get it
My real niggas what up
Know a man never fall splat
If you down bounce back like a sit up
That money gotta get up
So why would I waste time
Get cake from my bars now so
Why would I waste lines
I'm like dark in the daytime
Something you can't find
He young with a great mind
I'm all about stackin' money
(stackin' money) , Blowin' it (Blowin' it)
Gettin' love
(Gettin' love) , showin' it (showin' it)
Got ray (Got ray)
Roll it then (Roll it then)
Dead Presidents we foldin' them
Talkin' bout hustlin'
(hustlin') , shinin' (shinin')
Strugglin' (Strugglin') grindin' (yeah we grindin' man)
Don't talk till you livin' it (livin' it)
Gettin' it
(Gettin' it) , Gettin' it (Gettin' it)
Knidd-ow flidd-ow
Might be alright but can't
Fuck with Young Wizzle mr 41
I'm Young Blow it by the idd-ow
I do work for your money Stuart Little
Rollin' back to back stay what's
Up I'm actin little
Blunts of that ray got my eyes all little
You know how I get down
Middle finger up and that
Pittsburgh shit down
Yeah, it's going didd-own
Now he got 'em all excited they
Recitin' what I spit out
Stone-cold hustler I'mma get mines nidd-ow
While y'all niggas sit out, doin what
I don't know i'm somewhere on the road and
Putting my next shit out
5 alarm blaze flame can't be put out
Addicted to getting paid change
Can't be without
Niggas try to switch into my
Lane then spin out it's all me from here out
I don't think I'm this crazy (It's Mr 412)
It's how the people treat me you know
(I feel good)
It's about that urge, so (I feel great)
That's why I call myself the
Prince of the City
And that's why we back, the second time man
(Yeeeaah)
There's two of them, so, you already know
Everything movin' (Haha) bidd-ack
Your favorite young kidd-ack
Niggas gon' hate but still
The paper gon' stidd-ack i live that
The live you little pricks wish to get at
Trynna get a name not the one to come spit at
They say I'm doin' my thing like
No one ever did it
Actually made a name in this hatin' ass city
That's why at every show you
See me Pittsburgh Diddy
Hoppin' on the road I
Bring Pittsburgh with me
My Pittsburgh tat match my Pittsburgh fitted
I'm so oh so Pittsburgh if you don't get it
My real niggas what up
Know a man never fall splat
If you down bounce back like a sit up
That money gotta get up
So why would I waste time
Get cake from my bars now so
Why would I waste lines
I'm like dark in the daytime
Something you can't find
He young with a great mind
I'm all about stackin' money
(stackin' money) , Blowin' it (Blowin' it)
Gettin' love
(Gettin' love) , showin' it (showin' it)
Got ray (Got ray)
Roll it then (Roll it then)
Dead Presidents we foldin' them
Talkin' bout hustlin'
(hustlin') , shinin' (shinin')
Strugglin' (Strugglin') grindin' (yeah we grindin' man)
Don't talk till you livin' it (livin' it)
Gettin' it
(Gettin' it) , Gettin' it (Gettin' it)
Knidd-ow flidd-ow
Might be alright but can't
Fuck with Young Wizzle mr 41
I'm Young Blow it by the idd-ow
I do work for your money Stuart Little
Rollin' back to back stay what's
Up I'm actin little
Blunts of that ray got my eyes all little
You know how I get down
Middle finger up and that
Pittsburgh shit down
Yeah, it's going didd-own
Now he got 'em all excited they
Recitin' what I spit out
Stone-cold hustler I'mma get mines nidd-ow
While y'all niggas sit out, doin what
I don't know i'm somewhere on the road and
Putting my next shit out
5 alarm blaze flame can't be put out
Addicted to getting paid change
Can't be without
Niggas try to switch into my
Lane then spin out it's all me from here out