Soulja Boy — Get It In

[Intro] Yeah This motherfucker sour grape, nigga Heh, yeah SODMG, nigga Pops On Da Beat [Verse 1] Ayy, and I'm just hoppin' out, lookin' fresh Smokin' kushy to the chest, know my niggas be the best Ayy, and youse niggas lookin' like some strangers Nine millimeter, that mean you in danger Pullin' up, everybody's starin' at her Paparazzi's flarin' at me, everybody's starin' at me Yellow diamonds on my neck, lookin' like a fuckin' lick Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, bitch, take your pic (Uh huh) [Chorus] Ayy, any girls lookin' at me They already know that I'm ridin' with some real niggas Ayy, and they starin' at me and they lookin' at the kid And they know I get it in, yeah, I get it in I get it in, yeah, I get it in Get it in, yeah, I get it in Get it in, yeah, I get it in Get it in, yeah [Verse 2] Louis this, Louis that, bitch, I'm high as fuck Gucci this, Gucci that, bitch, I'm high as fuck Flyer than a bitch, fresher than a ho Just smoked off a whole pound of dro Kushed up, I got kush in my lungs Young Dre, and you know we gettin' funds Fuck that, dog, I'ma tell you how we live Fuck y'all, dog, bring the bitches to my crib Yellow bone everywhere, and she's chocolate Smokin' on that kush, sour tropic Yellow candy paint, I'ma real young ass nigga Get it in [Chorus] (Work) I get it in (Work) I said I get it in Heheheh, I get it in (Soulja) I said I get it in [Verse 3] Coulda put the hook in, but I felt like jabbin' Young Dre, AKA Soulja Boy Stab 'Em Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, 'bout the millions and the mansions Tell 'em 'bout the OG kush in the Hamptons Five star hotel suite, like what's happenin'? Damn, bought a brand new date for the captain Makin' it happen, me and my team And I'm iced out, no Supreme Red beam, no Glocks We ain't talkin' guns, heart stops Young Dre, filled wit' plugs You wanna get high, I got all the drugs And we takin' it to the city Welcome to my city, I get CÎROC like Diddy Catch me in the city spendin' fifty in the club VIP, and we got all the girls goin' up Never goin' down, we ain't worried 'bout it Kush by the jar, we can smoke about any 'otic Anybody, anybody, see a bottle Soulja Tell 'Em, I'm the one, see about me And I mixed Xan wit' the lean I put triple beam, dreams and a million in a thing Nothin' but a dream, sellin' tours, couple minks .40 on a clip, that's a new murder scene