Got Yasiin Bey

[Intro]
Some cats really like to, you know...
Profile and front
And then the jooks go down, all at once they like...

[Hook]
Don't get me, don't get me
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me
Don't get me, don't get me
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me
Don't get me, don't get me
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me
Don't get me, don't get me
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me

[Bridge]
You're out on the block hustling at the spot
GOT, this is how you get Got
At the gamblin' spot and your hand is mad hot
GOT, this is how you get Got
Out in Brooklyn late night flashing all of your rocks
GOT, this is how you get Got
Some girl from pink house said "I like you a lot"
GOT, this is how you get Got

[Verse 1]
This one goes to all them Big Will cats
With ice on they limbs and big rims on they Ac
You goin' around town with your system bump
And your windows cracked low to profile and front
Now I like to have nice things just like you
But I'm from Brooklyn, certain shit you just don't do
Like, high postin' when you far from home
Or like, high postin' when you all alone
Now, this would seem to be clear common sense
But cats be livin' off sheer confidence
Like "Fuck that, picture them tellin' me run that"
But acting invincible, just ain't sensible
It's nineteen ninety-now, and there's certain individuals
Swear they rollin' hard and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin' on your revenue
You takin' a ride on the Downstate medical, Like (whooooooo)
Colorful sparks, yellow and blue
A full on attack and it's happening to you
Wit' nothing you can do but bust back and cop a plea
But five of them and one of you, that equals Got to me