We Getting It chords and lyrics - YUKMOUTH

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
I grow like seeds [Bm]I like growing my own
I'm like glow -in -the -dark,
I'm like king of my throne
I'm like licking shots at
your little glass house
Level your shit like
Osama bin
Laden's in her mouth
Yeah, I'm poppin' like you're poppin'
like poppin' pills
Touch a clip from the tip of
your body and chill
I'm ill, on the reals, I'm gorilla
Got you shine up your mirror,
tryna see a little clearer
I got your vision all buried,
tongue hangin' out
Keep your blunts runnin' out,
I even got it in a drought
It's a privilege to be smokin' with me
An even bigger blessing to
be chillin' with me
Dog, I'm atomic, hydroponic, and bionic
No way you can stop it,
no way you can block it
I burned down your house and
fucked up your building
Said 500 pounds in one month
and made a killin'
500 pounds in one month
and made a killin'
Now get me back from the rags to
riches to the corners and ditches
I be stashing my stash from them niggas and
bitches and the police and snitches
They be tryna convict us, them chickens,
they wanna fuck us
Because we gettin' it from rags to
riches to the corners and ditches
I be stashin' my stash from the niggas
and bitches and the police extensions
I be tryin' to convict us,
them chickas that wanna fuck us because we gettin' it
gettin' it, the
Magnificent, 20 -inch and it conceded
Only in the model, bitch,
I'm interested, weeded
Spliff after spliff, we smoke infinite,
blingin'
Chains in my dick and shit, pop
Chris
Ridiculous, flow like terrific
Rippin' it, spittin' it,
fuck all your written shit
Here's your death certificate,
y 'all fuck some up on some different shit
Make bitches shake from
their tits to their clitoris
Make the innocent college
chick eat the licorice
Crash the jack next day, flip a bigger six
King of
Oakland, but not on no jigger shit
This regime life, bitch,
niggas witness this
Oakland and
Jers, smoke your nerve
In mean coats and furs,
niggas slang hydro and burrs
In
Cali, fuckin' video hoes and centerfolds
But still retire rappers like
Arsenio
Shoals
Oh -ho, rags to bitches to the
corners and ditches
I be stashin' my stash from them
Niggas and bitches and
the police and snitches
That be tryin' to convict us
Them chickas that wanna fuck us
Because we getting it from bags to
riches to the corners and ditches
I be stashing my stash from them niggas
and bitches and the police and snitches
That be trying to convict us,
the chickens that wanna fuck us
Because we getting it
Now what's the worst that can happen?
Y 'all fucking with regime niggas
and think nothing can happen
Shit, lights, cameras, action
Call up your local newspaper cause we
bout to start smashing
Back to back on the track,
surprise cracker jack
Pack a mac,
lay a motherfucker flat on his back
Yuck mouth and deep down, we icons
Rollie on the right arm, with them
Air
Force
Gucci
Nights on
Brazilian life, even when niggas is jealous
They gotta smell us,
smoke a lot in the air, we garden
Touchin' y 'all,
don't let me peep that you weak
Cause when you sleepin',
we creepin', we gotta eat
The highest niggas in the industry
Smoke plenty trees,
XO, fuck
Hennessy
I'm at the century, drink
Louie, rock
Louie
Hit em with the chop suey,
give the fuckin' block to me
Drag some bitches to the corners and ditches,
I be
Dancin' my stash from
them niggas and bitches
And the police are snitches
that be tryna convict us
Them chickens that wanna fuck
us because we gettin' it from
Rags to riches to the corners and ditches
I be stashin' my stash from them
Niggas and bitches and the police are
snitches [Bm]that be tryna convict us
The chickens that wanna fuck
us because we gettin' [Bm]it