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dom corleo - let's get it lyrics

[intro: yung kayo]
yeah
uh, uh (let’s go)

[chorus: yung kayo]
i’ve been in iran, let’s get it (let’s get it, skrrt)
i just carried the stage, let’s get it (let’s get it, brr)
a percent in my cup like my whip (whoa, yeah)
trapping in the building, like, let’s get it (yeah)
jump out the raf like riff, yeah
i count hundreds but i’m not a crip, nah (‘kay)
my mac+11 make you sit down (brr)
stop acting tough for my b+tch (b+tch)

[verse 1: yung kayo]
in a rush, in the ambulance (ambulance)
i got no frag and it came with the kel+tec (yeah)
you can’t [?]
my pockets stuffed too bad so i walk in symmetry, yeah
my gang is worth ten like a g (g)
i took yo’ flag and gavе you a [?] (brr)
[?] now i need me a mil’
how could i laugh when i’m counting thesе chips? (chips)
yeah, yeah, the trap needing hits (hits)
yeah, yeah, that glock make it hit (brr)
yeah, perky, i be outta here (yeah)
three ounce my limit like appearance not here
when i’m geeking i feel like a maniac
i’m in the barber, i’m raising the jade (skrrt)
[?] in my car like it’s pink (pink)
[?] in my whip, do you see? (woo, pink)
[chorus: yung kayo]
i’ve been in iran, let’s get it (let’s get it, skrrt)
i just carried the stage, let’s get it (let’s get it, brr)
a percent in my cup like my whip (whoa, yeah)
trapping in the building, like, let’s get it (yeah)
jump out the raf like riff, yeah
i count hundreds but i’m not a crip, nah (‘kay)
my mac+11 make you sit down (brr)
stop acting tough for my b+tch (b+tch)

[verse 2: dom corleo]
still get my pay, i’m just counting up dough (oh, oh)
me and my b+tch ’boutta roll the dough (oh, oh)
yeah, she over there in the club getting thrown (let’s go)
took her out the streets, i put that b+tch on a boat (on a boat)
brought her to the sheets and made her just give me throat (give me throat)
yeah, she a pretty b+tch, you know just how it go
put it on her head, she moving a lil’ more (yeah, yeah)
real bad b+tch, bought her a vetements coat (yeah, yeah)
in love with the green, i’m a money+s+xual (yeah, yeah)
smoking on the green got me high like a drone (drone)
blunt to the face got me high, getting flown (i’m getting flown)
i don’t need a shrub, just talking, don’t need a rip (yeah)
everything they doing, they doing is all cap
sipping, like, two, screaming out, “no, babe” (whoa)
can’t get too burnt out, got a flat (burnt out)
[chorus: yung kayo]
i’ve been in iran, let’s get it (let’s get it, skrrt)
i just carried the stage, let’s get it (let’s get it, brr)
a percent in my cup like my whip (whoa, yeah)
trapping in the building, like, let’s get it (yeah)
jump out the raf like riff, yeah
i count hundreds but i’m not a crip, nah (‘kay)
my mac+11 make you sit down (brr)
stop acting tough for my b+tch (b+tch)

- dom corleo lyrics

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