[Intro]
(Haha, J Kari)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Trap in some Nikes and run that shit up
Turnt to Milwaukee, I'm playing with these bucks
Ball this shit up and go open the club
Black-on-black, owning this shit like I'm Russ
Relapse game, yeah, pass my cup
Tyreek Hill, I'm catching a slut
Pick the wrong side and you know you getting flushed
Saving that bitch, I'ma tighten that cup
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Hop out and dust off that Drac' with a visit
Whip out your pistol and shoot like the Pistons
Yeah, right, so listen, don't talk 'bout no business
Percocet pack, yeah, we pop by the fifty
B-E-T, better not enter the trenches
Switch'll be fixing your teeth like the dentist
Speaking of dentist, my homie a menace
Water on my neck, done flooded the pendant
Watchin' some twins, call 'em ten cock
Swervin' this Benz, dodgin' all the cops
Bitch from Chicago, she suck off the socks
Yeah, that two-seater, it look like a frog
Came with a triple, he couldn't double-cross
Pourin' up this syrup, I ain't even hear a cough
Chrome Heart, head to toe, boy, that shit cold
Johnny Dang diamonds on my neck, so flawless
[Chorus: Lil Gotit & Lil Keed]
Trap in some Nikes and run that shit up
Turnt to Milwaukee, I'm playing with these bucks
Ball this shit up and go open the club
Black-on-black, owning this shit like I'm Russ
Relapse game, yeah, pass my cup
Tyreek Hill, I'm catching a slut
Pick the wrong side and you know you getting flushed
Saving that bitch, I'ma tighten that cup (Keed talk to 'em)
[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Nah, I can't even show no love (No, sir)
Yeah, these niggas burnt bridges, can't fix that up (Burnt bridges)
'Miri jeans on me, had to fill them up ('Miri)
Nigga want beef, yeah, I had to pull the chopsticks out (Grrt)
Yeah, I had to load 'em up (Load 'em up)
Yeah, real big P shit, so when we pop out, million dollars, know the slimes with us (Legit)
And I got a big bankroll, I can't fold it up (Keed, talk to 'em)
Get, get it in, get it out (Let's go, woo)
If I don't get my M's, nigga get popped (Say what?)
Nigga goin' hard and then soft
Caught jet lag, so I hit the loft
Two-fifty screen, jack, why we on frost? (Ayy, jack)
Thought I was playin' Madden way I went Goyard
Like Unc' up in the house house, old whips in the yard
Bitch suck dick, go stupid, retarded
[Chorus: Lil Gotit & Lil Keed]
Trap in some Nikes and run that shit up
Turnt to Milwaukee, I'm playing with these bucks (Slimeball)
Ball this shit up and go open the club
Black-on-black, owning this shit like I'm Russ
Relapse game, yeah, pass my cup
Tyreek Hill, I'm catching a slut
Pick the wrong side and you know you getting flushed
Saving that bitch, I'ma tighten that cup
[Outro: Lil Keed & Lil Gotit]
Everything expensive, diamonds white like tissue
I'm all in her stomach, she ain't givin' no givers
Red just like Elmo, but I never giggle
Drag your drip to the ground, they tell me, "Don't litter"
Soon as I walk in the bank, I'm a missile
X mark the spot, yeah, we bomb with these missiles (Bitch)
She got done mopping this dick and you kissed her (Bitch)
He got hit in his stomach and turned to a shitter
