Lyrics Gettin In Ft. Peedi Crack - Meek Mill
Young
and
I'm
getting
it,
young
and
I'm
getting
it
Young
and
I'm
getting
it,
young
and
I'm
getting
it
I'm
just
young
and
I
don't
give
a
shit
I
just
want
the
money,
y'all
can
keep
them
bitches
Cause
I'm
young
and
I'm
getting
it,
I'm
young
and
I'm
getting
it
Ok,
I
wake
up
in
the
morning
and
I
see
dollar
signs
Said
Shawty
wanna
roll
and
I'm
like
oh
man
she
fine
I
got
money
all
in
my
pocket
and
my
Audermar
on
shine
So
why
you
hating
on
me,
huh,
I'm
just
living
my
life
I'm
just
young
and
I'm
getting
it,
young
and
I'm
getting
it
Young
and
I'm
getting
it,
young
and
I'm
getting
it
I'm
just
young
and
I
don't
give
a
shit
I
just
want
the
money,
y'all
can
keep
them
bitches
Cause
I'm
young
and
I'm
getting
it,
I'm
young
and
I'm
getting
it
Yeah,
young
nigga
I
get
money
and
fuck
hoes
on
my
spare
time
She
don't
fuck
on
the
first
night,
then
she
don't
meet
my
dead
line
Niggas
smoking
that
Bob
Marley,
that
Bob
Marley
like
yeah
molly
I'm
sipping
on
the
whole
eigth
of
that
purp
shit,
bed
time
I
cop
fours
like
yours,
y'all
niggas
ain't
important
Shawty
want
that
molly,
and
I'ma
get
what
she
order
Tats
all
in
my
body,
strapped
up
like
a
war
Eat
the
pussy
I
prolly,
if
it
smell
like
water
Her
neck
talk
say
fuck
me,
my
wrist
talk
say
suck
me
The
niggas
claiming
they
balling,
I
take
your
bitch
Chris
Humphrey
And
make
them
buy
me
a
whip
nigga
Nothing
less
than
the
6 nigga
Y'all
run
yall
mouth
like
hoes,
all
you
are
some
bitch
niggas
Ok,
I
wake
up
in
the
morning
and
I
see
dollar
signs
And
Shawty
wanna
roll
and
I'm
like
oh
man
she
fine
I
got
money
all
in
my
pocket
and
my
Audermar
on
shine
So
why
you
hating
on
me,
huh,
I'm
just
living
my
life
I'm
just
young
and
I'm
getting
it,
young
and
I'm
getting
it
Young
and
I'm
getting
it,
young
and
I'm
getting
it
I'm
just
young
and
I
don't
give
a
shit
I
just
want
the
money,
y'all
can
keep
them
bitches
Cause
I'm
young
and
I'm
getting
it,
I'm
young
and
I'm
getting
it
Okay,
your
baby
mama,
I
ball
that,
side
chick
I
ball
that
Main
chick,
I
ball
that,
and
your
dream
girl
just
called
back
I'm
still
repping
that
north
side
with
that
big
P
on
my
ballcap
These
broke
niggas
don't
like
me,
cause
they
say
I
think
I'm
all
that
Now
come
cop
that
‘rarri,
I
don't
need
to
feel
sorry
Niggas
claiming
my
flows,
I
took
petty
niggas
on
maury
And
I
ain't
claming
these
hoes,
have
these
haters
looking
all
sorry
When
I
pulled
up
in
that
Roll's,
swag
was
surfing
on
‘em
like
narley
Like
3 hoes
like
Santa
Clause,
saying
I'm
the
boss,
ya'll
interrupt
Hit
you
girl
by
mistake
nigga,
wasn't
even
in
my
plan
at
all
I
told
homie
I
hit
it
there,
these
niggas
wanna
be
planned
all
Knowing
that
girl
is
main
thang,
that
shit
don't
like
nigga,
bang,
bang
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1 Outro
2 Can't Let You Go *bonus Track*
3 Big Freestyle
4 Brush Em Off
5 Do My Thang Ft. Oschino
6 Do My Thang
7 Gettin To The Money Ft. Omelly & Oschino
8 Gettin To The Money
9 Way Back
10 So Many Girls
11 Posted Up
12 Gettin In Ft. Peedi Crack
13 We Getting Money
14 Goons Gone Wild
15 Goons Gone Wild Ft. Ar-Ab
16 Money Galore
17 Prolli
18 Prolli Ft. Oschino
19 Flamers Freestyle
20 Living At The Speed Of Light
21 Ain't I
22 Shine'n
23 Ain't I Ft. Nitty
24 We Getting Money
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