| Song | Getting It |
| Artist | Wiz Khalifa |
| Album | Prince Of The City 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Pullin’ 4 wheelers out | |
| Fuck they talkin’ bout? | |
| I put my 4 killers out | |
| They won’t chalk ‘em out | |
| My bitches in the trap | |
| They be stylin’ in the hood | |
| Might push your wig back | |
| I’ll be pillin’ what you should | |
| Woulda could shoulda nigga | |
| Wish you woulda coulda figured | |
| Pussy automatic target | |
| Wish you woulda pulled the trigger | |
| Wide receivers for them keys | |
| Them niggas still cippin’ | |
| Ocho’s Columbiano dough | |
| Bitch we get it by the boatload | |
| We squeeze it like a tupay | |
| Stand me tie me like a two piece | |
| It taste just like some koolaid | |
| Threw it back just like a bookay | |
| I’m like ladi dadi dadi | |
| But my stache just a cupadi | |
| Money prolly like a potty | |
| Pockets poppin’ like a molly [Hook: Wiz Khalifa + Lola Monroe] | |
| Gettin’ it so | |
| I spend it like it’s nothin’ to it | |
| Got it so | |
| I show it that’s just how | |
| I do it All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it… | |
| All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it… | |
| Get a hundred grand and | |
| I be runnin’ through it | |
| Pull that | |
| Panamera up, | |
| I hop into it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it… | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it… [Verse 2: Lola Monroe] | |
| Okay, merkin’ with berkins | |
| Bitches perpin’ | |
| I’m kerkin’ | |
| I put that work in this curtains | |
| They conversin’ | |
| I’m lurkin’ | |
| Chickens cluckin’ and pluckin’ | |
| Like they buckin’ and duckin’ | |
| They be fuckin’ and suckin’ | |
| Just to get ‘em a buck in | |
| I see milli’s of 16 before | |
| I spit 16’s | |
| From niggas with bricks mean enough to hit big screens | |
| American gangstas, | |
| I felt ‘em like cancer | |
| And if you ain’t got my cash | |
| I fuck around and bonk ya | |
| The first young bitch to whip a | |
| Bentley through my city though | |
| Was only 18, now the crib is worth a milli ho | |
| Sick my dogs on you, bet you cough up the bread | |
| All this money | |
| I’ve been gettin’ bet | |
| I cut off your head [Hook: Wiz Khalifa + Lola Monroe] | |
| Gettin’ it so | |
| I spend it like it’s nothin’ to it | |
| Got it so | |
| I show it that’s just how | |
| I do it All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it… | |
| All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it… | |
| Get a hundred grand and | |
| I be runnin’ through it | |
| Pull that | |
| Panamera up, | |
| I hop into it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it… | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it… |
| Pullin' 4 wheelers out | |
| Fuck they talkin' bout? | |
| I put my 4 killers out | |
| They won' t chalk ' em out | |
| My bitches in the trap | |
| They be stylin' in the hood | |
| Might push your wig back | |
| I' ll be pillin' what you should | |
| Woulda could shoulda nigga | |
| Wish you woulda coulda figured | |
| Pussy automatic target | |
| Wish you woulda pulled the trigger | |
| Wide receivers for them keys | |
| Them niggas still cippin' | |
| Ocho' s Columbiano dough | |
| Bitch we get it by the boatload | |
| We squeeze it like a tupay | |
| Stand me tie me like a two piece | |
| It taste just like some koolaid | |
| Threw it back just like a bookay | |
| I' m like ladi dadi dadi | |
| But my stache just a cupadi | |
| Money prolly like a potty | |
| Pockets poppin' like a molly Hook: Wiz Khalifa Lola Monroe | |
| Gettin' it so | |
| I spend it like it' s nothin' to it | |
| Got it so | |
| I show it that' s just how | |
| I do it All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| Get a hundred grand and | |
| I be runnin' through it | |
| Pull that | |
| Panamera up, | |
| I hop into it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it Verse 2: Lola Monroe | |
| Okay, merkin' with berkins | |
| Bitches perpin' | |
| I' m kerkin' | |
| I put that work in this curtains | |
| They conversin' | |
| I' m lurkin' | |
| Chickens cluckin' and pluckin' | |
| Like they buckin' and duckin' | |
| They be fuckin' and suckin' | |
| Just to get ' em a buck in | |
| I see milli' s of 16 before | |
| I spit 16' s | |
| From niggas with bricks mean enough to hit big screens | |
| American gangstas, | |
| I felt ' em like cancer | |
| And if you ain' t got my cash | |
| I fuck around and bonk ya | |
| The first young bitch to whip a | |
| Bentley through my city though | |
| Was only 18, now the crib is worth a milli ho | |
| Sick my dogs on you, bet you cough up the bread | |
| All this money | |
| I' ve been gettin' bet | |
| I cut off your head Hook: Wiz Khalifa Lola Monroe | |
| Gettin' it so | |
| I spend it like it' s nothin' to it | |
| Got it so | |
| I show it that' s just how | |
| I do it All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| Get a hundred grand and | |
| I be runnin' through it | |
| Pull that | |
| Panamera up, | |
| I hop into it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it |
| Pullin' 4 wheelers out | |
| Fuck they talkin' bout? | |
| I put my 4 killers out | |
| They won' t chalk ' em out | |
| My bitches in the trap | |
| They be stylin' in the hood | |
| Might push your wig back | |
| I' ll be pillin' what you should | |
| Woulda could shoulda nigga | |
| Wish you woulda coulda figured | |
| Pussy automatic target | |
| Wish you woulda pulled the trigger | |
| Wide receivers for them keys | |
| Them niggas still cippin' | |
| Ocho' s Columbiano dough | |
| Bitch we get it by the boatload | |
| We squeeze it like a tupay | |
| Stand me tie me like a two piece | |
| It taste just like some koolaid | |
| Threw it back just like a bookay | |
| I' m like ladi dadi dadi | |
| But my stache just a cupadi | |
| Money prolly like a potty | |
| Pockets poppin' like a molly Hook: Wiz Khalifa Lola Monroe | |
| Gettin' it so | |
| I spend it like it' s nothin' to it | |
| Got it so | |
| I show it that' s just how | |
| I do it All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| Get a hundred grand and | |
| I be runnin' through it | |
| Pull that | |
| Panamera up, | |
| I hop into it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it Verse 2: Lola Monroe | |
| Okay, merkin' with berkins | |
| Bitches perpin' | |
| I' m kerkin' | |
| I put that work in this curtains | |
| They conversin' | |
| I' m lurkin' | |
| Chickens cluckin' and pluckin' | |
| Like they buckin' and duckin' | |
| They be fuckin' and suckin' | |
| Just to get ' em a buck in | |
| I see milli' s of 16 before | |
| I spit 16' s | |
| From niggas with bricks mean enough to hit big screens | |
| American gangstas, | |
| I felt ' em like cancer | |
| And if you ain' t got my cash | |
| I fuck around and bonk ya | |
| The first young bitch to whip a | |
| Bentley through my city though | |
| Was only 18, now the crib is worth a milli ho | |
| Sick my dogs on you, bet you cough up the bread | |
| All this money | |
| I' ve been gettin' bet | |
| I cut off your head Hook: Wiz Khalifa Lola Monroe | |
| Gettin' it so | |
| I spend it like it' s nothin' to it | |
| Got it so | |
| I show it that' s just how | |
| I do it All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money, | |
| I been getting to it | |
| Get a hundred grand and | |
| I be runnin' through it | |
| Pull that | |
| Panamera up, | |
| I hop into it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it | |
| All this fucking money | |
| I been getting to it |