Gettin' Good
Kid Ink Feat. Ya Boy Lyrics

Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good

Yeah, I hope you see my clear
If it's a bunch of hoes
You probably see me near
Got everybody here and I'm feeling good
'Bout to pop another bottle
Yeah we getting good let me get you right
It's Friday and I'm about to get you high
Get you good, smoking in the club
And you could tell the promoter
We don't give a fuck
Everywhere I go, I get a lot of love
Everybody know my name, get a lot of pub'
Shades on, getting Hollywood
Get your cameras out, I hope you get it good

Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good

I hope you get it, got a table to see that
We ain't in a rush baby
I ain't Russell Simmons
But I'ma need a lawyer
Tell me where is cousin Vinny
Cause I'ma set this club up like
It's a parking ticket bitches
All around, got me going in circles
It's going down, underneath the surface
Tattoos, I'm in this bitch shirtless
You can hit it 'til you
Feel it in your sternum fresh to death
Somebody tell me where the hearse it
I be in the club getting
Wetter than an urchin
Louisville swishers, I think I'm Barry Bond
Said it's no steroids but my
Drink is very strong

Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good

My bitch from LA, my car from the future
I do it precious, Kelly Price, Rasputia
Them hoes know my name
24 inches sitting on a Range
Tell the waitress more champagne
'bout to get good, 'bout do my thing
My hoe's the bomb
Draped in all new Louis Vuitton
Cheering for a nigga like they
Wearing skirts and pompoms
It's the rocker man, waitress more vodka
Damn i see you watching fam
Hope I ain't got the soccer man
Cause I came to party, aw shit
Your bitch just saw me
See I ain't Drake bitch
I meet you in the lobby
Then we can hit the room, baby off a 'shroom
Your girl like a movie cause she coming soon

Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good
Hope you get it good