"Bet It" lyrics

"Bet It"

Uh
What's your bet?
(If you wanna bet it, come with some cash or some credit, she gon' pull up 'cuz I-)
We got it
(Danny, I see you!)

If you wan' bet it
Come with some cash or some credit
She gon' pull up 'cuz I said it
I got a fetish for pickin' up paper whenever
Look in they face, seen they jealous
We gon' get money, don't care if they look at me funny
Remember them times I was hungry
I'm far from a dummy
I got the game tatted all on my stomach
I ain't got time to count nothin' but hundreds

She tryna kick it but I wanna punt it
Pull up with too much we might make you run it
I used to really come up off an onion
Shots used to fly I remember you runnin'
Papi would come in so Rolly would cut it
Before I got signed I would come with a budget
Rental cars when we get it from budget
What's your bet? Oh, we changin' the subject
Lately I feel like a draft king
You do not know what this cash bring
I did two seasons with Wu-Tang
Lately I wake up with mad cream
I wish I saw what my dad seen
I apologize I was a bad teen
I really grew up with the jackboys
Half of y'all don't know what gettin' jacked means
Black leather on my back Michael Jack' moonwalkin' in some black jeans
Before I stepped up on the rap scene
I was prayin' I'd be a draft pick
All I wanna see is cash flip
I'll be this way until my casket
As long as that light lime
I'mma get all I should get in this lifetime
I mighta not been in my right mind
It don't even matter this life mine

If you wan' bet it
Come with some cash or some credit
She gon' pull up 'cuz I said it
I got a fetish for pickin' up paper whenever
Look in they face, seen they jealous
We gon' get money, don't care if they look at me funny
Remember them times I was hungry
I'm far from a dummy
I got the game tatted all on my stomach
I ain't got time to count nothin' but hundreds

My flow is like fluid they never could match it
Police'll try to put you in like Patrick
I keep a little boo thing that be ratchet
Me and my brother we share the same Mac
You gotta go get it, you just can't be waitin'
I started when [?] like Anthony Mason woke up at the Ritz
My bitch was Jamaican I had to get rich
I was so impatient, now it's just blocks and blocks of fans
I guess 'cuz I'm honestly true to this
Put 6 on your back like Julius
Dr. Dre wouldn't know what to do with this
I really know how it feel, most of the time you eat dinner it's tuna fish
My life is like Fast and the Furious
Disturbin' the peace he is Ludacris
I'm really a emcee that came with a hammer I don't do no dancin' I'm too legit
I just got back-to-back movie scripts
Remember when they would ask "Who is this?"
Go hard 'til you household
Make sure that they know your name when you out cold
Ball out like the Gauchos
I never regret a decision that I chose

I learned to live with it
Every day I got a grand is a blessin'
Run it up so that my kids get it
I ain't 'bout to have my daughter stressin', nah
I learned to live with it
Every day I got a grand is a blessin'
Run it up so that my kids get it
I ain't 'bout to have my daughter stressin'

If you wan' bet it
Come with some cash or some credit
She gon' pull up 'cuz I said it
I got a fetish for pickin' up paper whenever
Look in they face, seen they jealous
We gon' get money, don't care if they look at me funny
Remember them times I was hungry
I'm far from a dummy
I got the game tatted all on my stomach
I ain't got time to count nothin' but hundreds


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