Get It In - DJ Drill, LA4ss

Yeah!

Young hot head!

Hood hottest youngin

I’m just all the way hot

Huh

Hod hottest youngin!

Haaaaan

(chuckle)

Let’s get it (Yoo)

Young hot head all I do is bang

Run up with that .40 bet he up that chain

When you in these streets you know it ain’t no game

That’s why I never hesitate to send shots at a lane

Pull up on that man put 2 in his brain

Jump up out that van .30 in my hand

You know how it go when you in that jam

When you post up by that store and we gettin' it in

I don’t post up no mo' I got lots of cash

I don’t be dirty no mo' I got lots of swag

And you how it goo when you up in that jam

Keep yo' mouth closed or we gon' do you in

Don’t hold yo hand out told me bloods you is not my friend

And please don’t claim me lil folks cause you not my fam

My niggas is no fuckin' joke when we on that corner

We servin' powder pills and rocks and that marijuana

My niggas we serving blocks call it block service

Pull up let the windows down call it Glock service

Trico spit a 100 rounds out that damn car

These bitches know who I am I’m a damn star (Damn star!)

You ain’t heard about LA that boy about that money

And I heard he ain’t no joke and he don’t take shit funny

And a nigga ran in his spot but he blew out

And I swear to god he silent he don’t run his mouth

And I heard he from that scan where it’s fucking drought

And everyday they goin' ham with them Glocks out

Them .30 shots and .50 shots up in that damn mop

Swear to god that boy don’t talk, he ain’t never rolled to no cop

Swear to god that clip so long when I shoot I don’t stop

I catch a cut then I shoot shit up then I go back to the car

And free Lil Bossie and Fat Dog and Lil Slim now

Swear to god I’ll Dirk LeBron James shoot above the rim now (LeBron!)

We in now

To the back of the house I’ma lay shit down if he make a sound

Fuck nigga tried to run without his gun, but I chased him

Lit 2 to his back and I laid his ass flat called him out of bounds