Get In There Lyrics – TG Kommas

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[Intro]
(Run that b!tch, Chico)
Bow
Click-clack
Bow

[Chorus]
With the stick, b!tch, I go anywhere, huh
I walk in the room and make the b!tches stop and stare, huh
Haters on my d!ck and I can feel it in the air
Throw your hood up if you feel you do your s*it then get in there, yeah
Bow, I do my s*it, I get in there
You ain't tripping, if you really 'bout your business, get in there
Ain't afraid to tell a b!tch this how I'm living, I get in there
Motherfu*ker, if you feel you do your s*it then get in there, yeah

[Verse 1]
B!tch, I feel I'm the sickest on the earth
Can't nobody tell me s*it, my mama pushed me out at birth
I was throwing up my trench, holling b!tch go get a shirt
Where them thugs? Grab your pistol if you pu*sy, something in the dirt, yeah
Bow, I get it now
Spot a opp, point at the casket, tell that b!tch to get in there
I just pulled up on a ranch and told that b!tch to get in here
If she ain't got her s*it together, she can't even sit in here, damn
But she feel she the sickest on the earth
S*it, I heard she got that twerk, I'm tryna put her s*it to work
Pu*sy good, head good and I heard that pu*sy squirt
Got her own s*it and she get them percs on the first, damn
B!tch, get in there
I just threw me one back and now I'm tryna get in there
She just threw her one back and then she told me ''Get in there''
B!tch, you know I'm gon' do my s*it everytime I get in there

[Chorus]
With the stick, b!tch, I go anywhere, huh
I walk in the room and make the b!tches stop and stare, huh
Haters on my d!ck and I can feel it in the air
Throw your hood up if you feel you do your s*it then get in there, yeah
Bow, I do my s*it, I get in there
You ain't tripping, if you really 'bout your business, get in there
Ain't afraid to tell a b!tch this how I'm living, I get in there
Motherfu*ker, if you feel you do your s*it then get in there, yeah

[Verse 2]
B!tch, I feel I'm the sickest on the planet
I done took off on 'em b!tches, swear to God I'm never landing
Lot of n!ggas holling fu*k me, motherfu*ker moan panic
If they pull up with the static, I'ma let them b!tches have it, yeah
B!tch, you know we get it popping anywhere
At the church I'm clutching rods, 'cause she'll drop it anywhere
You can't bring that gun in here, b!tch, I bring this everywhere
Hit the club like fu*k security, my s*it gotta get in there
Boy, this a whole different level
On my mama, it ain't nothing to drop a b!tch and get the shovel
You know dice ain't got no picks, it go to tweaking with whoever
Can't come 'round here with that stunning, you better have your s*it together, b!tch, yeah

[Chorus]
With the stick, b!tch, I go anywhere, huh
I walk in the room and make the b!tches stop and stare, huh
Haters on my d!ck and I can feel it in the air
Throw your hood up if you feel you do your s*it then get in there, yeah
Bow, I do my s*it, I get in there
You ain't tripping, if you really 'bout your business, get in there
Ain't afraid to tell a b!tch this how I'm living, I get in there
Motherfu*ker, if you feel you do your s*it then get in there

[Outro]
Real n!ggas get in there, bad b!tches get in there
You ain't tripping, if you really 'bout your business, get in there
Ain't afraid to tell a b!tch this how I'm living, I get in there
Motherfu*ker, if you feel you do your s*it then get in there
Bow, I do my s*it, I get in there
You ain't tripping, if you really 'bout your business, get in there
Ain't afraid to tell a b!tch this how I'm living, I get in there
Motherfu*ker, if you feel you do your s*it then get in there, bow, bow