letra de it's something in me - g herbo
[intro]
(it’s something in me)
let’s get it
(it’s something in me)
let us get that
(c-sick)
we with that
yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
i’m rappin’, this real rap
uh
[verse 1]
i could’ve been had features, i wan’ with that
i was in the streets, tryna get my get back (f-ck n-gga)
n-ggas sittin’ on benches now, but i had played the bleachers
n-ggas tried to flex for hoes, but i had had them sneakers (been had them)
i was in the trenches with my gl!ck, with a stick (big thirty)
same b-tches act like i wan’ sh-t, suck my d-ck (b-tch)
all the lit b-tches come around, now i’m rich
but i don’t give a f-ck ’bout sh-t now i’m rich (rich as sh-t)
gotta watch out for my homies, now i feel likе mitch
i don’t conversate with n-ggas, they might feel likе snitchin’
i be on to all you n-ggas, guess i feel like ace, ‘cept for n-ggas gon’ get shot right in they face (baow)
i like starin’ at my place, i’m out of place
catch me crusin’ in the lamb’ or i’m outer sp-ce (rolls)
n-ggas been hoes, he tryna get chose
n-ggas been hoes, they just ain’t been exposed
ain’t in n-gga’s business, don’t be sniffin’ with my nose (nah)
don’t like n-gga’s energy, i’m chillin’ with my bros (gang)
i live in la, but don’t playin’ with my nose
think i still live in chiraq ’cause i be stayin’ with my pole (i got that)
[chorus]
i’ma blow that, fasho that (fasho)
i know how to tuck a thirty, don’t show that (don’t show it)
rich as f-ck but i’m still herbie, you know that (you know that)
i got children, turned to a gremlin, no kodak (uh)
[verse 2]
still quick to do a n-gga dirty, you know that
sitcks and stones probably break my bones, but ain’t never let a word, you know that
quick to hop up in that foreign, swerv’, you know that
i got cake, my brother got some cake, so we merge
folks in that straight take off on the jakes, so we heard (skrtt)
ain’t leave a trace, snub thirty-eight, so we heard (so we heard)
a lot of you n-ggas born in the trenches, but be nerds (what?)
i got some k!llers that’ll k!ll the k!llers from the ‘burbs (from the ‘burbs)
so don’t judge books
we got thugs shook
that’s my cous’ look (look at ’em)
got you n-ggas shook still, blow that fire, know how that feel
n-ggas die, know how that feel (know how that feel), but don’t look at me get k!lled (p-ssy)
real n-ggas with that’s gon’ k!ll for me, i don’t got to k!ll
i got more m’s than yo’ deal worth, don’t got a deal (‘fore i had a deal)
anytime i sign a deal they don’t own none (sh-t)
and i be clutchin’ on that steel feel like you on to somethin’
[chorus]
but, i’ma blow that, fasho that
i know how to tuck a thirty, don’t show that
rich as f-ck but i’m still herbie, you know that
i got children, turned to a gremlin, no kodak
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