This is a song about "Getting it in"

I run up in your spot getting invasive

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And pilfering pillows cus we getting in it like tongues

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Are you getting it yet, i'll use a screw and bolt you in.

I got that mass appeal

Its getting hot in here

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter

Quit trying it seems you're only getting fatter

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Getting in touch with my mental.