I Got It Young Thug (Ft. Rich Homie Quan)

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
(C4)
I got it

[Chorus: Young Thug & (Rich Homie Quan)]
What you got on is a clue, ooh
(I had to compliment you on that dress girl)
I gone smash off in that coupe, ooh, ayy
(I just left the dealership, no need to flex girl) Ooh
Yeah, I got what you want, I got, I got what you want
(I got what you want)
(I got it) I got what you want
I got what you want, I got, I got what you want
(I got what you want, I swear I do)
(I got it)
I got what you want

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
We might start at noon and we gon' finish at sunup
I can fuck you in my room, but the hotel be funner
Might just jump over the broom and get married by the summer
I'm in her mouth like a spoon, (Come suck these kids when they come up)
I show my ass like baboons, I'm the king of the jungle
Them niggas cracking on you, but when I ask 'em, they mumble
'Cause I fuck with you just like you fuck with me
You know, I got the same love for you, you got for me
I go beyond all measures for you
When broke, not fun, girl, I treasure you
And I know, 'cause I'm Quan, Rich Homie baby forever
And I'm licking love letters for letters, Thug tell 'em