Lyrics Get In That Jeep - Aystar, Digga D

Get In That Jeep

Me boy said, «Does your ting got sweets?»
Yeah, nigga, this ting’s got sweets
Cali packs be landin' (On the reg') and you better know we get it for cheap
Any violations with the team and you better know I’ll get in that jeep
Like, «What?
These niggas want beef?
Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, they don’t want
beef» (Nah)
Me boy said, «Does your ting got sweets?»
Yeah, nigga, this ting’s got sweets
Cali packs be landin' (On the reg') and you better know we get it for cheap
(Uh-huh)
Any violations with the team and you better know I’ll get in that jeep (Skrrt)
Get in that jeep, these niggas won’t gt in that jeep (Nah)
Some man’ll ride out, some won’t, but it’s nver that deep
Man know me, I’ll ride out any time of the day, any day of the week (What?)
Big long .9 (Yeah), lick a man down broad-day, no leg, I’m tryna aim for his
cheek (Bang, bang)
That’s Cali I’m smokin', I told ya I’d get it for cheap
And me boy’s livin' there and he’s sendin' it back, so come off me Snap tryna
tell me it’s weak
Weed game on fleek, another pack lands in a week
I might just get ten of them tins for meself, I’m a greedy bastard for weed
(Haha)
It’s like I got the munchies the way I’m always askin' for sweets
I told the fed man, «Don't ask me for deets, don’t want no staff form,
don’t pass me no sheets» (Hm)
Ask me for deets?
You’ve been driving past me for weeks
And even if you did try and grab me now and I ran you wouldn’t catch me,
it’s peak
I’m like, «What?
Them niggas want beef?
Nah, nigga, they don’t want beef» (Nah,
nah)
Me boy said, «Does your ting got sweets?»
Yeah, nigga, this ting’s got sweets
Cali packs be landin' (On the reg') and you better know we get it for cheap
Any violations with the team and you better know I’ll get in that jeep, like
Yo (Skrrt)
I offered them grammers a pick, they ain’t verified, that blue on tick (Toolie)
It’s more than deep if I fry him, I’ll ketchup and dip it and change my chips
(Yeah)
Always my G.A.P., no clothing line that took that risk (Yeah)
Most of my teenage days been hell, that’s jail, took time in ISP (Straight)
Put T before the rap, trapped until music started payin' (Moolah)
Just heard Semtex playin', that’s radio pay-and-play in my savings (Yep)
They move like Tony, see man’s hawk, start skate on the pavement (Skrrt)
They say that D too evil, spell it, you might as well call man Satan
Beat my ting 'til I hear it ping, that’s another black buried (Dead)
I can tell you ain’t been in the streets, so please, you ain’t see tee get
confetti (Get 'em out)
Shh got hit with a Smith and sung like Sam, he ain’t really with the shits
(Don't snitch)
Watchin' his friend like Tre when I lean out the whip and hit him like Rick
(Brr, boo-boo)
I’m like, «What?
Them niggas want beef?
Nah, nigga, they don’t want beef» (Nah)
Me boy said, «Does your ting got sweets?»
Yeah, nigga, this ting’s got sweets
Cali packs be landin' (On the reg') and you better know we get it for cheap
Any violations with the team and you better know I’ll get in that jeep
Like, «What?
These niggas want beef?
Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, they don’t want
beef» (Nah)
Me boy said, «Does your ting got sweets?»
Yeah, nigga, this ting’s got sweets
Cali packs be landin' (On the reg') and you better know we get it for cheap (Uh
huh)
Any violations with the team and you better know I’ll get in that jeep (Skrrr)