I Got It lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
n*gga, ayy
Skii (Bankroll got it)
b*tch, it's Skii, n*gga

[Chorus]
If it ain't makin' me rich, I don't care about it (Yeah)
I'm just tryna run up this sh*t, put on everybody (On God)
sh*t I'm smokin' so loud, I only hear exotic (Hear exotic)
These lil' n*ggas be ready to crash, they like Spirit pilots (They like Spirit pilots)
I'm a young rich n*gga like Roddy (Like Roddy)
Pockets stuffed up, the bankroll, yeah, I got it (Yeah, I got it)
f*ckin' b*tches, gettin' money, that's my hobby (That's my hobby)
Grimy, that's my n*gga, always keep him right beside me (He right beside me)

[Verse]
That's my twin, I'm super Skii, he super slimy (Super slimy)
My lil' b*tch a ten, bad sh*t, she a dime piece (She a dime piece)
Go look where that bag at, you tryna find me (You tryna find me)
I was playin' 'round rappin', then a label came and signed me (Came and signed me)
I'ma hit that sh*t one time and don't call her back (Yeah)
All I really want is bad b*tches and a lot of cash (Lot of cash)
I just sold lil' b*tch a dream, you bought her a bag (A what?)
b*tch that ain't goin' for the team, I ain't heard of that
I ain't seen that (I ain't seen that)
I just hit a n*gga's b*tch, come get your queen back (Get your queen back)
Where your jeans at? (Where your jeans at?)
And I ain't even try too
I just kicked her out the door and told her "Bye, boo" (Bye, boo)
And then got high too (Then got high too)
Pretty b*tch, kitty bald, look like Caillou (Look like Caillou)
Bro'll give your ass a good deal if you buy two (Just buy two)
Brodie said, "Just look at that b*tch, ain't the pint cute?" (Ain't the pint cute?)
If another n*gga take my flow, I just might sue (I'ma sue your ass)
Young rich n*gga stood on ten, got... (Yeah)
Young rich n*gga stood on ten, got his bands up (I got my bands up)
It ain't about the money, call my phone, I won't answer (I won't answer)
She get nasty when she eatin' nut, she got no manners (She got no manners)
Man, these n*ggas cap, they only havin' cheese when they on camera (When they on camera)
She tryna make me wait for that pus*y, I can't stand her (I can't stand her)
Brodie in the city servin', tryna dodge the slammer (Dodge the slammer)
Grimy too slimy, just like Thor, he keep that hammer (Baow)
I came to run this money up, ain't here to make friends (Here to make friends)
Both pockets full, they stuffed up, they filled with straight bands (Straight bands)
Tell that n*gga shut the f*ck up if he can't make ten (Lil' n*gga)
Ten pointers on me, bussed up, they tryna breakdance
[Chorus]
If it ain't makin' me rich, I don't care about it (I don't care about it)
I'm just tryna run up this sh*t, put on everybody (Put on everybody)
sh*t I'm smokin' so loud, I only hear exotic (I only hear exotic)
These lil' n*ggas be ready to crash, they like Spirit pilots (They like Spirit pilots)
I'm a young rich n*gga like Roddy (Like Roddy)
Pockets stuffed up, the bankroll, yeah, I got it (Yeah, I got it)
f*ckin' b*tches, gettin' money, that's my hobby (That's my hobby)
Grimy, that's my n*gga, always keep him right beside me (He right beside me)