Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get It & Flip It , by - Fetty LucianoRelease date: 08.02.2018
Song language: English
Get It & Flip It |
| Turn me up |
| Haha |
| Gllttbow |
| Hey |
| Young niggas link up pussy |
| Talk Money Gang (Talk Shmoney Gang) |
| Get some money and stay out the fuckin' way (Okay) |
| Jamz, turn me up (Glllttt) |
| Stupid |
| I get it and flip it, I handle my bussiness, my niggas like, «Where the dough |
| at?» |
| (Where the dough at?) |
| Like Gucci the slippers, Balmain with the zipper and some 3 Air Maxes, |
| a throwback (Hey) |
| (We gon' get to the bag, you know that) I spend it and add in more racks |
| I brought the cash to the club to throw that |
| I cannot lie, you run up, get toe tagged |
| You dig (You dig), that bitch wanna have my kids (Have my kids) |
| I be sippin', might crash the whip (Crash the whip) |
| I be ballin', ain’t passin' shit (Ain't passin' shit) |
| She know this ain’t no average dick (Average dick) |
| She know how much the fashion is (Fashion is) |
| Hit a juug, I’m subtractin' shit (Subtractin' shit) |
| Back it up, and I’m taxin' it, hey (Juug, juug juug) |
| I came from somwhere that you not, cash in the shoebox, days in the mattress |
| (Days in the mattress) |
| Everyday I make a new plot, I need some new guap, makin' a backflip (Makin' a |
| backflip) |
| My bitch she look like a actress, and she be stackin', your bitch is catfish |
| (Hey) |
| The shit that I’m doin', I’m dashin', goin' so fast that you cannot catch this |
| (Skurt skurt) |
| The fame, I’m livin' so lavish, dip the ice in the water like (I got) |
| Your bae wanna know all my actions, gettin' money, why the fuck is you actin'? |
| (Fuck is you actin'?) |
| Watch out for that money, we clap shit |
| Know it’s wrong, but we just gotta have it (Bow) |
| Pop out to the mall and I’m splashin', buy it all, got expensive habits (Hey) |
| And you ran up a bag, but then you lost it all, yeah, nigga that’s tragic |
| (That's tragic) |
| Had to get in my bag, got trips in the nobody that’s magic (That's magic) |
| Right now I’m in the Jag', one phone call thought these (Thirty, thirty) |
| Throw your bitch in the trash, might doze off the lean, I’m spazzin' (Lean) |
| Then I’m done with her |
| Suck me up hoe, I don’t wanna fuck (I don’t wanna fuck) |
| From the niggas gun you up |
| I told Justo we gon' run it up (Justo) |
| You better stay safe, get some money |
| Stay out the way, movin' funny (Stay out the way) |
| Stay in your place, diamonds sunny (Stay in your place) |
| Cop me a fade (Cop me a fade) |
| I get it and flip it, I handle my bussiness, my niggas like, «Where the dough |
| at?» |
| (Where the dough at?) |
| Like Gucci the slippers, Balmain with the zipper and some 3 Air Maxes, |
| a throwback (Hey) |
| (We gon' get to the bag, you know that) I spend it and add in more racks |
| I brought the cash to the club to throw that |
| I cannot lie, you run up, get toe tagged |
| You dig (You dig), that bitch wanna have my kids (Have my kids) |
| I be sippin', might crash the whip (Crash the whip, skurt skurt) |
| I be ballin', ain’t passin' shit (Ain't passin' shit) |
| She know this ain’t no average dick (Average dick, yah) |
| She know how much the fashion is (Fashion is, yah) |
| Hit a juug, I’m subtractin' shit (Subtractin' shit, woo) |
| Back it up, and I’m taxin' it, hey (Juug, juug juug) |
| Don’t gotta hop in my bag, bitch I am the bag, tell me why are you mad? |
| (Why you mad?) |
| Go to the stash, pull out some bands and then I go run up a tag (Bands, bands, |
| bands) |
| I’m fuckin' her friend, don’t gotta spend, send her home ridin' a cab (Woo, woo, |
| woo woo, later) |
| It’s just how it is, I am the shit, take a good look at my dab (Yah, yah, dab, |
| I am the shit) |
| Nigga I am the shit (Yah) |
| say hard no (Don't know) |
| Take my gang out the pen (Take my gang) |
| Bitch I’m back home now, say it again () |
| I’m with Rich the Kid (Rich, yah) |
| Like, «Yo what it is?» |
| when I’m out in my Benz (What it do?) |
| We gon' lick and shit (caught a lick) |
| We gon' fuck it up, hop in and fly to Switz' (Skurt skurt skurt) |
| Boss nigga like, «Where the dough at? |
| What it do?» |
| Anything just to get coke back (Coke back, oh damn) |
| Let all you fuck niggas know that |
| Run up on a pussy boy, touchin', don’t tote that (Bow) |
| I ain’t til' my young niggas blow that |
| Lil' nigga it ain’t a shootout, why you holdin' that? |
| (Why you holdin' that?) |
| runnin' fot the gun, where the pole at? |
| «Come at me bro!», fuck nigga we ain’t doin' that (We ain’t doin' that) |
| Big bank take lil' bank (Lil' bank) |
| I don’t give a fuck what you say, who say? |
| You say? |
| (You say?) |
| Nigga true say (Nigga true say) |
| I’m in a movie, anybody, no Blue-Ray (No Blue-Ray) |
| Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid) |
| Had to kill him real quick, had to kill him with a mane (mane) |
| walkin' with a too fake |
| Can’t fuck with you niggas, you niggas too fake (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow) |
| Gang |
| I get it and flip it, I handle my bussiness, my niggas like, «Where the dough |
| at?» |
| (Where the dough at?) |
| Like Gucci the slippers, Balmain with the zipper and some 3 Air Maxes, |
| a throwback (Hey) |
| (We gon' get to the bag, you know that) I spend it and add in more racks |
| I brought the cash to the club to throw that |
| I cannot lie, you run up, get toe tagged |
| You dig (You dig), that bitch wanna have my kids (Have my kids) |
| I be sippin', might crash the whip (Crash the whip) |
| I be ballin', ain’t passin' shit (Ain't passin' shit) |
| She know this ain’t no average dick (Average dick) |
| She know how much the fashion is (Fashion is) |
| Hit a juug, I’m subtractin' shit (Subtractin' shit) |
| Back it up, and I’m taxin' it, hey (Juug, juug juug) |
| Jamz, turn me up |