Get In With Me Songtext

I'm presidential leavin' the club, we ain't stoppin' at no lights (Yoom)
You wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price (Facts)
Left wrist on frost, look like a bag of ice (Bling)
I'm drivin' the Bentley Bentayga like I don't love my life (Skrrt)

I'm in that thing shiftin' and I'm lane-switchin' (Yoom)
Bitch, it's Big Za, I'ma stand on straight business (Big Za)
Uh, dunkin' on niggas' ass like Blake Griffin (Rrr)
He keep talkin' broke, gon' leave his face missing (Brrt)
Bae, these Off-White, these ain't no Huarache (No Huarache, baby)
Bad bitch, fiftieth floor, eatin' Hibachi (Come here, baby)
I got ten missed calls, all my bitches mad at me
Valet park, designer district, I'm goin' straight to Gallery
Juggs fiendin', yep (Yep)
Phone ringin', yep (Brrt)
Niggas hatin', yep (Nigga)
Jewelry blingin', yep (Bling)
Juggs fiendin', yep (Brrt)
Phone ringin', yep (Yep)
Niggas hatin', yep (Nigga) Jewelry blingin', yep (Bling)

I was bad in fuckin' school, now I'm tryna dodge a sentence
Just walked out the Lanvin store, pair of shoes, twelve-fifty (Nigga)
You wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me (Come here, baby)
I don't even pay to get in the club, they know I'm a walkin' ticket
I'm presidential leavin' the club, we ain't stoppin' at no lights (Yoom)
You wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price (Facts)
Left wrist on frost, look like a bag of ice (Bling)
I'm drivin' the Bentley Bentayga like I don't love my life (Skrrt)