Posse

[Intro: King Gotit]

Yeah

Rocktee 'bout to run it up

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)

[Chorus: King Gotit]

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Then I jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

[Verse 1: King Gotit]

My snake in her head, Medusa (My Versace)

Now pray my lil homie don't shoot 'em (Shoot 'em)

Teach that lil' baby, no tutor

Call that lil' ho just to boot up (Boot up, boot up)

I take some Perkies, now I'm on the moon

Finna fly back to Earth, I got some shit to prove

Mama tired of Atlanta, so it's time to move

I done hopped in the game and now they finna lose, yeah

I fell in love with that bitch 'cause that bitch was a booster

Won't consider yourself as my brother if you ain't no shooter

Ride with the stick, trees, service

Stranger with bricks, he workin'

Don't play like you rich, we lurkin'

We with the shits, we murk you (Yeah, yeah)

I done came so far from the bottom (Done came so far from the bottom)

Used to want every foreign whip, now I got 'em (Skrrt)

Name a nigga who'll stop him (Nobody)

I walk with gangsters who'll rob him (Woo)

I'm up math, pulled a nigga problem

[Chorus: King Gotit]

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Then I jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]

Lately I been feelin' crazy and trippin', I gotta get off the X pills

Bad bitch with me, came through drippin', I don't give a damn how my ex feel

We don't believe him 'cause he cap

I been thinkin' 'bout lean, I might relapse

Made a movie last night, need a recap

She came in on her feet, on her knees now (Yeah)

I just been takin' it slow and my mama wan' move so I bought her a new crib

Niggas be hatin' on me 'cause I'm poppin', but fuck it, I got me a shoe deal

Still in the hood like a motor

If they get in my way, run 'em over

Got the neighbors complainin' 'bout odors

They just brought me a load and I sold it

I'm takin' off, I don't play no games

I had a Mustang, now the new Mulsanne

I done seen friends change, seen families change

But I never ever seen money change

I just stayed the same 'til the money came

Screamin' free the bros out the chain gang

[Chorus: King Gotit]

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Then I jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

[Verse 3: King Gotit]

Double the R, Rover the car

One Perc' don't work, double the bar

Double the Wraith then double the stars

Poppin' them phoenix, bring her to Mars

Mama cried when I took the stand

Took an oath, had to be a man

Never cried and I never ran

Said my prayers when I'm in the van

I'm on tour and every nigga with me from the hood (Yeah yeah)

Fifty racks and ain't nothin' from a jugg

I just want to see my son live good, yeah yeah

[Chorus: King Gotit]

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Then I jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank

Jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't

My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache

Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die