You Got It Lyrics

Yeah
Too for real (Yeah, yeah)
You got it (You got it)
You got it, you got it (Yeah, yeah, Aus, this bitch hard)
Yeah

You got grip, you got thighs, you got hips, you got it— (You got) yeah, yeah
You got grip, you got thighs, you got hips, you got— yeah (You got— yeah)
Yeah, how you fit all that up in them jeans? You got it (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, and that pussy fit me like a sleeve, you got it (Sleeve, yeah)
Yeah, ride that dick like it's a high speed, you got it (Ride it, ride it)
Ayy, you slutty, you get anything from me, you got it (Oh, oh)

Yeah, grip, you got it (You got it), whip, you got it (You got it)
Trip, you got it (You got it), let's go somewhere excited (You got it)
You grippin' sheets, that pussy grippin' me, I'm grippin' bonnet (Yeah)
I run the streets and come fuck her to sleep, she know I'm not shit (Loaded, yeah, ayy)

Baby, you look good up in that dress, I'm tryna kiss up on you (I'm tryna kiss you, yeah)
And we both drunk out that Casamigo, put my lips up on you (Yeah)
Know I love to grab up on your waist, you got some hits up on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My lil' bitch know how to work that dick, she doing splits up on me (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, grind up on my body, baby, I like how you dance (Dance)
I ain't have to say too much, got it right out of pants (Yeah)
I might take her out the country, we can go to France (France)
That lil' pussy mesmerizin', got me in a trance (Loaded, Loaded)
Bae, you got it, you the shit like Porta Potty
You look good up in the face, wanna lick on your body (Yeah, yeah)
And you wanna be my wife, I call you my lil' shawty (Bang)
And you can get what you like, you know a nigga 'bout it

You got grip, you got thighs, you got hips, you got it— (You got) yeah, yeah
You got grip, you got thighs, you got hips, you got— yeah (You got— yeah)
Yeah, how you fit all that up in them jeans? You got it (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, and that pussy fit me like a sleeve, you got it (Sleeve, yeah)
Yeah, ride that dick like it's a high speed, you got it (Ride it, ride it)
Ayy, you slutty, you get anything from me, you got it (Oh, oh)

I might take you out of town, mm (You got it)
I might fly you out the country, bitch, let's go get pape' (You got it)
I feel high when you around, oh (You got it)
Don't nobody know we fuckin', bitch, don't feel embarrassed (Yeah)
Feel it now, we in Dominican to translate everyday (Oh)
Got me takin' trips again, 20K vacation (Oh)
Would you answer that thing at the stage?
I'm givin' you what you want, will you willing to keep that shit safe? (Mm, mm)
Haven't seen you in a month
Think 'bout droppin' that bitch with the bass (Yeah)
Pop it for some diamonds (Pop it), baby, I love how you shine
Steppers all around me like it's fashion week in France (France)
You a star just like some bangles, l'ma take you to Japan, mm (Mm)
If I need you, what I want, do I get mine too? (Do I get it?)
You got me blowin' up your phone, but I don't want to (But I don't)
And now you askin' 'bout these hoes, it's what it come to
That's my lil' one, that's my lil'— yeah, that's my lil' one too (Yeah, yeah)

You got grip, you got thighs, you got hips, you got it— (You got) yeah, yeah
You got grip, you got thighs, you got hips, you got— yeah (You got— yeah)
Yeah, how you fit all that up in them jeans? You got it (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, and that pussy fit me like a sleeve, you got it (Sleeve, yeah)
Yeah, ride that dick like it's a high speed, you got it (Ride it, ride it)
Ayy, you slutty, you get anything from me, you got it (Oh, oh)

Yeah, grip, you got it, whip, you got it
Trip, you got it, let's go somewhere excited
You grippin' sheets, that pussy grippin' me, I'm grippin' bonnet
I run the streets and come fuck her to sleep, she know I'm not shit