I Got It (Remix)

*Jahlil Beats, Holla at me!' [Talking: Neef Buck] Realadelphia, Harlem World, let's go! [Chorus: Neef Buck] Own the whip; I got it New bitch; I got it New money; I got it My jewels lit; I got it New condo; I got it Send more bottles; I got it The tab come; I got it Need more ones; I got it Now fuck it up (8x) Nigga I ain't scared, bitch I ain't scared Nigga, I ain't scared, bitch, I ain't scared [Verse 1: Dave East] Where we at? Posted up where you serve at They said East wasn't getting to it, I'm like "where the fuck niggas heard that?" smell regular up in the air I'm like "where the fuck niggas burn that?" Front the pack, take the work back, for a couple racks Take a dirt nap Fiends probably still think about me, all the traps that I worked at All the traps that I worked out, backwood lit when I merc out Delhi, Dauphin Street, young wild niggas do one thing Fuck bitches, trap all day, hit KOP, do one thing Hard white or soft white, no R&B but this Gun sing On the block with the slip on, Margielas on, I don't want strings Ski mask and my Balmains, we smoke sour like Newports Since 96', I've been a flight risk, ask my lawyer, I don't do court I'm a tall nigga with a thick bitch And a big whip, knockin' too short Niggas envy me in the new drop Call it Kennedy; I took the roof off (?) know I'm burned out, I'm bipolar, my mind gone Rolex that's presidential, these hard bottoms, they Tom Ford [Chrous: Neef Buck] [Verse 2: Neef Buck] I ain't entertaining you clowns, I ain't part of no circus I got lawyer money but ask yourself is it worth it Know they want me to son em, I ain't even a father Just accepting my blessings and tryna get to a dollar Red and green on the kicks, match the snake on my collar If it ain't beneficial then I don't wanna be bothered If they charge for attention, you niggas wouldn't be mentioned Been getting money so long, like I'm collecting a pension And I'm matching the gas, I'm disrespecting the engine All they be with is niggas like "where the fuck is their women?!" Can't please everybody so I'm just pleasing myself Took a risk with my chips, I ain't wait for the help! Block bumping with no order, WD, I got water Cigerette dipped in Pistol grip and Trash bag king Gotta handle my business Young boys wildin', nothing but violence Number one code; better keep your silence Bomb juice and a good number Streets know this my summer! [Chorus: Neef Buck]