In It Lyrics

B-B-Bankroll got it

Mixin' the Henny and shot of espresso, I feel like my brain missin' (Yeah)
Before she come over, we hit Bossa Nova, now I'm on a bang mission (Right)
Get up in the booty, I'm hidin' my jewelry 'cause this ain't my main bitch's (Yeah)
She from Toronto, was schemin' on my glow while watchin' my chain glisten (That's right)
We listen to punk rock while she give me top in the main kitchen (Yeah)
She hop on the dick and ride it like a Peloton bike (Woo), breakin' the dishes (Damn)
The life, I'ma pop models then pop bottles, that's the main vision (Alright, damn)
Mandela coupe, top of the roof, Bugatti all paid, no rented (Damn)

I'm just kickin' it, spendin' it (Yeah)
Sippin' it (That's right), feelin' it (Right)
Bendin' it (Huh), killin' it (Huh)
You rented it (Damn), I been in it (Damn)
Flippin' it (Woo), spendin' it (Yeah)
Sippin' it (Alright), feelin' it (That's right)
Bendin' it (You go hard), killin' it (Big Latto, woo)
You rented it (Coo-coo), I been in it (Damn)

Two shots of Class A, I'm feelin' it (Feelin' it) I'ma look back while he drillin' it (Uh)
Pull up on the block, I'm spinnin' it (Grrah)
Doors go up on the Lamb' when I get in it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Period, young lit bitch, I'm really rich (Rich)
Never too famous to beat a bitch (Yeah)
Passenger seat where the heater is (Grrr)
Get a nigga gone ASAP, no Ferg (Buck)
Feelin' like Wop, my wrist on "Brrr" (Ice)
Can't go in if they check my purse
Nigga better let me get my nut first (Uh)
Double-hand twist, I spit and I slurp (Mmm)
Knock a nigga out, this p*ssy like syrup (Ooh)
Real trap nigga, he movin' that work (Ooh, ooh)
My wrist a brick, my neck a bird (Woo)

Just kickin' it, spendin' it (Yeah)
Sippin' it (That's right), feelin' it (Right)
Bendin' it (Huh), killin' it (Huh)
You rented it (Damn), I been in it (Damn)
Flippin' it (Woo), spendin' it (Yeah)
Sippin' it (Alright), feelin' it (That's right)
Bendin' it (You go hard), killin' it (Woo)
You rented it (Coo-coo), I been in it (Damn)

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