I Got This

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyler Thomas] L.A. to the M.D Couple young motherfuckers Taking niggas and turning them into samplate I don't really need nothing but some Netflix And some good head from one of my future exes Am I sexist, cause I got a bad bitch checklist Really, really ain't my fault cause the social media feeding my urge to splurge And she like my pics so she want the dick Got hoes, got hoes, got hoes, for real Not Manti Te'o, all my hoes is real Young top from the side where them niggas get live And them hoes wanna roll like them clothes on fire Oh my, oh my, oh my life, if I don't make it I'll die twice She cold-blooded like Twilight I think she know she my type I'mma get off on everything, like I'm perverted Make these niggas shake like we just met in person And if you goin hate me then that mean I'm worth it And if you could judge me then that mean I'm perfect You feel it? Got them hook, let me reel in Fucked up on the ceiling, that's how I'm feeling She try out like prettylips, getting brain while I peel it, tight [Hook: Tyler Thomas] Fuck y'all niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this Fuck y'all niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this [Verse 2: Logic] One time for your motherfucking mind When I get it I rip it up and every one of a kind Heat when I rhyme Never heard of it but I murder the beat when I rhyme I better take it to another level, know I never settle, shit Flow incredible, instrumental is edible Talk a lot of game but this shit ain't credible What's good, let me live it up, hit it up V's up, got your shawty in the crib with her knees up Ease up, let me bring it down You the thing now, who the king now Fuck around and finally got a little bit of bling now But the money ain't a thing now Yeah I know the shit sting now Rattpack till my pulse flat Take a look at my direction if you wonder where the boss at Real talk, no false rap [Hook: Tyler Thomas] Fuck y'all niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this Fuck y'all niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this [Verse 3: Vic Mensa] Somebody tell Miley Cyrus I'm tryna get a flight to her private island And privately let her cosign my privates And dine in her pussy 'til I get the 'itis Pride of a lion the size of Goliath Let one fly in the iris I was was juking in the Porsche see if she can get Taj Mowry to let me drive with his license Pitchfork probably won't put me on their playlist I guess I'm not an A-list To an elitist for my latest allegations but more riddled with scandals than Ronald Reagans Who could appeal to the rockers and the Ragers gorillas in their cages? Ape shit up in the mosh pit throwin them a set Save money [?] innanet [Hook: Tyler Thomas] Fuck y'all niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this Fuck y'all niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this