Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Got It , by - Bhad Bhabie. Release date: 29.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Got It |
| Feeling on flex I got it (I got it) |
| Six figure checks I got it (I got it) |
| This hoes act so psychotic |
| They didn't know I got it (whats wrong with you?) |
| They don't got cash, I got it (I got it) |
| Two hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) |
| The game all smashed, I got it |
| My hoes won't last, I got it |
| They wanna hook for the clout (yuh) |
| Same one that's counting me out (yuh) |
| You bitches just running yo mouth |
| But that ain't what I'm about (yah) |
| I'm runnin' dem commas in place |
| Still stop a bitch runnin' in my Jays |
| They took me out of the streets |
| But im still stuck in my ways |
| Why would I care what you thots would say? |
| You hoes look like somebody smashed your face |
| So see my face I ain't got no cake |
| They showing fake, let them mask the hate |
| They're still stuck on me like some masking tape |
| I'm fresh like death like I passed away |
| Kiss up my hustle don't have no breaks |
| I'm already winnin' don't have to race |
| Talk tough, but won't do shit |
| I picked up like who dis? |
| They talked down, but so what |
| I'm bossed up, I'm so lit |
| I ain't got friends, I got groupies |
| Rob me for play you don't fool me |
| I been with this shit you a newbie |
| I'm with the oldest that knew me |
| Feeling on flex I got it (I got it) |
| Six figure checks I got it (I got it) |
| This hoes act so psychotic |
| They didn't know I got it (whats wrong with you?) |
| They don't got cash, I got it (I got it) |
| Two hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) |
| The game all smashed, I got it |
| My hoes won't last, I got it |
| Got It (Got it, bitch) |
| Got It (Got it, hoe) |
| I got it |
| Got it (yuh) |
| Got it |
| I got it |
| When I get on the road I need bigger pay (yuh) |
| I smell the money from miles away (yuh) |
| I don't own wallets don't need a safe |
| They know me by first name at BOA (yuh) |
| Jump on this beat and its DOA |
| Out of my struggle I found a way |
| Lost a few homies along the way |
| But I never needed them anyway |
| I lost count of my enemies |
| Sick and they can't find a remedy |
| Bitches be fake as they renee weave |
| I know they prying on into me |
| Dodging the shit they sending me (Sendin' me?) |
| Guap is the only thing send to me |
| Ten thousand is really a cent to me |
| Lil Baby keep ironin' shit into me |
| But I ain't really feelin' her energy |
| Talk tough, but won't do shit |
| I picked up like who dis? |
| They talked down, but so what |
| I'm bossed up, I'm so lit |
| I ain't got friends, I got groupies |
| Rob me for play you don't fool me |
| I been with this shit you a newbie |
| I'm with the oldest that knew me |
| Feeling on flex I got it (I got it) |
| Six figure checks I got it (I got it) |
| This hoes act so psychotic |
| They didn't know I got it (whats wrong with you?) |
| They don't got cash, I got it (I got it) |
| Two hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) |
| The game all smashed, I got it |
| My hoes won't last, I got it |
| Got it (Got it, bitch) |
| Got it (Got it, hoe) |
| I got it |
| Got it (yuh) |
| Got it |
| I got it |