get it in - rucci & cypress moreno lyrics
[intro: rucci]
lil’ rucci, n*gga
(cypress)
i’m back
(run that back, west)
[verse 1: rucci]
walk around that b*tch like, “f*ck it”
i remember gang bangin’ out the bucket
daddy glock on the dresser, he told me not to touch it
i couldn’t wait to get on so i could bust it, bow, bow, bow
[chorus: rucci]
ridin’ ’round with ten yaps in the sprinter van
car pull up with some n*ggas in the minivan
i’ll give a n*gga fifty like many men
ayy, get it in, ayy, get it in
fft, i want the smoke like a dopehead
you ain’t runnin’ sh*t like a n*gga with no legs
if it’s up then it’s up, n*gga, code red
ayy, get it in, ayy, get it in
[verse 2: rucci]
aw, sh*t, it’s big dog rucci
b*tch ask me if i love her, told her, “i love lucy”
let it off, sеt it off just like boosie
i need it all, dumb b*tch, give it to mе
ayy, two*steppin’ with a g*lock
ever since i was a jit, i wanted to beat pops
i was two years old, i wanted to meet pac
f*ck around and put forgis on the t*top
f*ck around and put ruccis on the ‘lac truck
this a foreign, i look forward when i back up
i be with some bitty girls who gon’ act up
lil rucci play it, boo, i don’t act tough
[pre*chorus: rucci]
ho, lone, i’m dippin’ while i’m sippin’
i be really out my mind, i make sure that i pay attention
to these n*ggas and these b*tches, they tryna catch me slippin’
pop the clip in, bow, bow, bow, bow
[chorus: rucci]
ridin’ ’round with ten yaps in the sprinter van
car pull up with some n*ggas in the minivan
i’ll give a n*gga fifty like many men
ayy, get it in, ayy, get it in
fft, i want the smoke like a dopehead
you ain’t runnin’ sh*t like a n*gga with no legs
if it’s up then it’s up, n*gga, code red
ayy, get it in, ayy, get it in
[verse 3: rucci]
finna get it in, yeah, you know that’s how i get it
i be geeked up like scotty with these b*tches, i be pimpin’
late nights, runnin’ red lights, i be trippin’
richest n*gga from my set, they call me, ooh*ooh*ooh
what’s my name? they call me rucc dog, baby
i ain’t tryna f*ck, b*tch, this lean got me lazy
i ain’t goin broke, b*tch, i’m dope like the eighties
put the north on your ass like you sadie
[pre*chorus: rucci]
ho, lone, i’m dippin’ while i’m sippin’
i be really out my mind, i make sure that i pay attention
to these n*ggas and these b*tches, they tryna catch me slippin’
pop the clip in, bow, bow, bow, bow
[chorus: rucci]
ridin’ ’round with ten yaps in the sprinter van
car pull up with some n*ggas in the minivan
i’ll give a n*gga fifty like many men
ayy, get it in, ayy, get it in
fft, i want the smoke like a dopehead
you ain’t runnin’ sh*t like a n*gga with no legs
if it’s up then it’s up, n*gga, code red
ayy, get it in, ayy, get it in
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