I’m Getting It lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy
I'm gettin' it (Yeah)
Big-ass Balenciaga on me, look like I can't fit it (Yeah)
I don't sip lean with my dogs 'cause one day I might need a kidney (Yeah)
I just put a b*tch on pause 'cause she was gettin' too deep in her feelings (b*tch)

[Verse 1]
What-his-name, shoot 'em like Cole Bennett
I just told lil' mama to bend it (Over), can't give you my heart or lend it (No)
I'm a killer, can't tell 'bout my image (Yeah), all that broke sh*t, n*gga, fix it
Ayy, my n*gga, go and make some happen (Yeah)
If you got kids, then make 'em happy (Yeah), run it up and start relaxin' (Yeah)
I cut b*tchеs off the fastest (Yeah), I'm talkin' 'bout outta hеre (Phew)
Solitaires for my bottom grill (Phew), I'm givin' out shots, no bottle girl (Fah, fah)
n*ggas sneak dissin', 'bout that I don't care
Excuse my french, I don't care (Uh-uh, care)
Glizock make 'em stop and stare, I like when b*tches come in pairs (Pairs, yeah)
Yeah, she wan't me to herself (Glizock), she wan't me stop bein' P
That's like tellin' me stop hustlin' (Huh?), baby, I'm just bein' me (The f*ck?)
I've been runnin' my money up, f*cked around and sprained my knee (Yeah)
You know I never gave a f*ck (Uh-uh)
C-B-K and G-B-G (The f*ck?)

[Chorus]
Ayy (Ayy)
I'm gettin' it (Yeah)
Big-ass Balenciaga on me, look like I can't fit it (Can't fit it, yeah)
I don't sip lean with my dogs 'cause one day I might need a kidney (Yeah)
I just put a b*tch on pause (Pause, pause), 'cause she was gettin' too deep in her feelings (b*tch)
[Verse 2]
This heart of mine, I can't give it (Yeah)
A piece of mine is what all want, though
Every time I turn around n*ggas want smoke
n*gga, you'll get dropped like John Doe (Fah, fah)
My closet look like a gunstore (Yeah)
My closet lookin' like Saks Fifth (Yeah)
You play with Glizock and get air-lifted (Phew)
Yeah, get your b*tch-ass outta here (Yeah, fah, fah, fah, fah, let's go)
Ayy (Ayy), I ain't gon' stop until they all gone (Yeah)
Yean talkin' 'bout money, sh*t, you might just hear the dial tone (The f*ck?)
n*ggas talkin' 'bout they slidin', boy, you need to slide home (Yeah)
I ain't even hit that b*tch yet, and her mind gone (Yeah)
Mr. Glock got all type of hoes in different timezones (Yeah)
If you came from nothing young n*gga, get your grind on (Yeah)
Yeah, get your shine on (Shine), yeah, n*gga, flex up (Flex)
We just keep uppin' the score, it's hard for opps to catch up (Yeah)
I might get offended, please, don't tell me that I'm next up
Came in the game poppin' sh*t and kept on runnin' that check up, yeah (Phew, phew, yeah)

[Chorus]
(Ayy, yeah)
I'm gettin' it (Yeah)
Big-ass Balenciaga on me, look like I can't fit it (Can't fit it, yeah)
I don't sip lean with my dogs 'cause one day I might need a kidney (Yeah)
I just put a b*tch on pause 'cause she was gettin' too deep in her feelings (b*tch)