I Got It Lyrics - Bhad Bhabie

Feeling on flex I got it (I got it) 

Six figure checks I got it (I got it) 

This hoes act so psychotic 

They didn't know I got it (whats wrong with you?) 

They don't got cash, I got it (I got it) 

Two hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) 

The game all smashed, I got it 

My hoes won't last, I got it 

They wanna hook for the clout (yuh) 

Same one that's counting me out (yuh) 

You bitches just running yo mouth 

But that ain't what I'm about (yah) 

I'm runnin' dem commas in place 

Still stop a bitch runnin' in my Jays 

They took me out of the streets 

But im still stuck in my ways 

Why would I care what you thots would say? 

You hoes look like somebody smashed your face 

So see my face I ain't got no cake 

They showing fake, let them mask the hate 

They're still stuck on me like some masking tape 

I'm fresh like death like I passed away 

Kiss up my hustle don't have no breaks 

I'm already winnin' don't have to race 

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Talk tough, but won't do shit 

I picked up like who dis? 

They talked down, but so what 

I'm bossed up, I'm so lit 

I ain't got friends, I got groupies 

Rob me for play you don't fool me 

I been with this shit you a newbie 

I'm with the oldest that knew me 

Feeling on flex I got it (I got it) 

Six figure checks I got it (I got it) 

This hoes act so psychotic 

They didn't know I got it (whats wrong with you?) 

They don't got cash, I got it (I got it) 

Two hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) 

The game all smashed, I got it 

My hoes won't last, I got it 

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Got It (Got it, bitch) 

Got It (Got it, hoe) 

I got it 

Got it (yuh) 

Got it 

I got it 

When I get on the road I need bigger pay (yuh) 

I smell the money from miles away (yuh) 

I don't own wallets don't need a safe 

They know me by first name at BOA (yuh) 

Jump on this beat and its DOA 

Out of my struggle I found a way 

Lost a few homies along the way 

But I never needed them anyway 

I lost count of my enemies 

Sick and they can't find a remedy 

Bitches be fake as they renee weave 

I know they prying on into me 

Dodging the shit they sending me (Sendin' me?) 

Guap is the only thing send to me 

Ten thousand is really a cent to me 

Lil Baby keep ironin' shit into me 

But I ain't really feelin' her energy 

Talk tough, but won't do shit 

I picked up like who dis? 

They talked down, but so what 

I'm bossed up, I'm so lit 

I ain't got friends, I got groupies 

Rob me for play you don't fool me 

I been with this shit you a newbie 

I'm with the oldest that knew me 

Feeling on flex I got it (I got it) 

Six figure checks I got it (I got it) 

This hoes act so psychotic 

They didn't know I got it (whats wrong with you?) 

They don't got cash, I got it (I got it) 

Two hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch) 

The game all smashed, I got it 

My hoes won't last, I got it 

Got it (Got it, bitch) 

Got it (Got it, hoe) 

I got it 

Got it (yuh) 

Got it 

I got it