Kalan.FrFr ft. Stunna 4 Vegas - Get In Lyrics

(Bankroll Got It)

Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"
Beat up that pussy, she walk like a pigeon
She goin' half on a pack tryna pitch in
Pull up the Lamb' in the front, baby, get in
I see that ass in the front, let me get it
She wanna lick it
She want that purse and them shoes is expensive
She want Chanel and them Loubs, I'ma get it
Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"
Beat up that pussy, she walk like a pigeon
She goin' half on a pack tryna pitch in
Pull up the Lamb' to the front, baby, get in
What, you miss it?
Baby, gave me that head like a split end
Make her run from the dick, she conditioned
I got cheese on my eggs in the kitchen (yeah, yeah)

I got prescriptions
Four of my bitches like bitches
My CNA gon' go and get it
I got petitions
All of my bitches know they all my bitches
They gon' get right with it
It's all they decision
I got some head while my bitch got some head
We was all in the bed
It's a head on collision, I was just sippin'
I feel like Q, but I don't do no pimpin'
I feel like Q, 'cause I got all the juice
VVS diamonds on all of my tooths
Niggas want beef and then they call a truce
If we see you we shootin', so you better shoot
I be with hoopers and they wanna hoop
I love me a cougar, I'm tryna fuck Hoopz
I'm tryna fuck Lisa and Hillary too
I'm tryna fuck Zoe and Robbie too

Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"
Beat up that pussy, she walk like a pigeon
She goin' half on a pack tryna pitch in
Pull up the Lamb' in the front, baby, get in
I see that ass in the front, let me get it
She wanna lick it (yeah)
She want that purse and them shoes is expensive
She want Chanel and them Loubs, I'ma get it
Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"
Beat up that pussy, she walk like a pigeon
She goin' half on a pack tryna pitch in
Pull up the Lamb' to the front, baby, get in
What, you miss it?
Baby, gave me that head like a split end
Make her run from the dick, she conditioned (4X)
I got cheese on my eggs in the kitchen (uh, uh)

Baby, I'm tryna get in
She tryna run when I put the tip in
I make her lick it (uh)
She say it's wet, slippin'
She look like a vixen
I'm yankin' her hair from the back while I hit (mm-mm-mm)
She got good pussy might make me committed (uh-huh)
She get to trippin', she don't get attention (what else?)
I give her good D, make her listen
I fuck like a dog, her last nigga a sissy (yes, sir)
She wet like a puddle (she wet like a puddle) (puddle)
Booty 'round like a bubble (booty 'round like a bubble)
My cups be double (my cups be double)
I might buy her double C, but I won't cuff her (uhn-uhn)
Shawty want me to trust her (uh)
I make her treat dick like a sucker (yeah)
She tryna touch it like I'm Busta (like I'm Busta)
I get in, gushy like a Gusher (Gusher)
Now she want to swallow
She drive the boat, I'm pourin' lean out the bottle (lean out the bottle) (drank)
I prolly won't call her tomorrow
She give me head while I'm dodgin' the potholes
Said it hurt when I hit, got her eyes closed (uh)
She make it clap like, "Bravo!"
I'm havin' chip and cheese like nachos
She tryna get in with me 'cause I'm havin' bank on me
I'm "4 Wells Fargo" (4X)

Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"
Beat up that pussy, she walk like a pigeon
She goin' half on a pack tryna pitch in
Pull up the Lamb' in the front, baby, get in
I see that ass in the front, let me get it
She wanna lick it
She want that purse and them shoes is expensive
She want Chanel and them Loubs, I'ma get it
Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"
Beat up that pussy, she walk like a pigeon
She goin' half on a pack tryna pitch in
Pull up the Lamb' to the front, baby, get in
What, you miss it?
Baby, gave me that head like a split end
Make her run from the dick, she conditioned
I got cheese on my eggs in the kitchen

Baby, I'm tryna get in
B-B-Beat up that pussy, she walk like a-
Pull up the Lamb, in the front, baby, get in
She wanna lick it
She want Chanel and them Loubs, I'ma get it (yeah, ayy)

Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"
Beat up that pussy, she walk like a pigeon
She goin' half on a pack tryna pitch in
Pull up the Lamb' in the front, baby, get in
I see that ass in the front, let me get it
She wanna lick it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She want that purse and them shoes is expensive
She want Chanel and them Loubs, I'ma get it
Baby, I'm tryna get in
She got some ass in them jeans, "Can I fit in?"