How You Comin

[Intro] (Nile, I hear you) (10Fifty, I love you) [Chorus: Lil Gotit] The coupe match the Cullinan like butter, slip through other shit I been rockin' fuckin' Hutch, you know I'm on the fuckery You been on some sucker shit, no, no, you can't get close to me I'm from Zone 3, got on three Cuban links, who froze than me? Took the ice off and locked it up, I'm on some donnin' shit Me and Rio, we get them bags in, we wrap a mummy quick I can do it right, but I slimed him out and got the money quick They wasn't tryna put a player on, they was holdin' dick [Verse 1: Lil Gotit] Turn up the heat, she gave the head up for free Atlanta, tear down the streets, I snatch the doors off the Jeep Tornado spinnin' for weeks, tornado leavin' debris That 40 stain 'em, Degree, them cutters chopped off they feet I can put my trust in Lil Weed, this Hellcat charged up Free the bros, they got charged up You diss me, get your bars up We shoot shit, blowin' your cars up Just hrrt with that carbine Yeah, shootin', James Harden She mop me, yeah, pardon She pardon me I keep bluffin', no peace I keep Locs like Dave East She want clout on SayCheese But I'm hot from Shade Room It's all gone, we pay soon Hop out Bape with K's too Don't let that money change you [Verse 2: CEO Trayle] Ayy, don't let that money change you I came straight out the day room All black shadies, Johnny Cage too Hey, yeah, give me too much mop, lil' baby, I gotta escape you Wanna give that pussy to Backdoor, but I didn't make you Tryna take his head off, I don't wanna graze you How good is that head on your body? I'ma grade you Big Backdoor kick backdoors just to go upgrade you I got Trackhawk, tires spin, Glock tucked inside a denim Wouldn't believe that, uh, I'm gettin' this cheese back I hit the block two hundred times just like a speed bag Police tryna hit the lights, I'm just gon' speed past Me and Lil Gotit get in our gang and we don't need masks I'm not pressin' brakes, Hellcat 'Rango state to state Special drum on the bottom of my K Put a Perky on her tongue, you know I can't even wait Gave my lil' brother my bond to do this rap shit out of state Pop that Perc', I'm straight We was just at his wake Get that baby cremated, dump him in the lake You gotta fuck my team to get Backdoor out the way We was just pushin' P and clutchin' K's in the A Left the scene, he DOA [Verse 3: Lil Gotit] Saint Laurent, bitch, I'm a don, it's two for one, recoupin' gun I been gettin' this money lately, newest one the bluest one Goyard bag hold a honey bun, big Birkin hold twenty guns Flushin' in a Jaguar, I'm pullin' up to my cougar home C4, with that Ruger on [Verse 4: CEO Trayle] Trapped out, need four more phones Kanye West filled up the dome I filled up funeral homes I have two for five and ten for one Go flip that car, press a button Look at this shit I'm poppin', uh I know they ain't think me and Lil Gotit done [Chorus: Lil Gotit] The coupe match the Cullinan like butter, slip through other shit I been rockin' fuckin' Hutch, you know I'm on the fuckery You been on some sucker shit, no, no, you can't get close to me I'm from Zone 3, got on three Cuban links, who froze than me? Took the ice off and locked it up, I'm on some donnin' shit Me and Rio, we get them bags in, we wrap a mummy quick I can do it right, but I slimed him out and got the money quick They wasn't tryna put a player on, they was holdin' dick