[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Future]
Drank so much Wock', bitches suckin' lean out my cock
I swerved off in a hotbox, got these foreigns in my car lot
Oxycontins and mushrooms, I got diamonds on my socks
Thirty, thirty, fifty rounds, got extensions on 'em Glocks
I've been talkin' Chinese, keep them sticks at the spot
Snow bunnies and dime pieces got bad ones in route
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Cocaine ups, Air Force 1's on Curtis Snow
Cocaine ups, Air Force 1's on Curtis Snow
Cocaine, let that shit dissolve up in her nose
Don't mention names, I'll send that draco through your door
Demon time, whole lotta pints, yeah
[Future]
[?] at your show
Self made millionaire got that pipe, yup
Like your nose drained in coke, you 'bout to get wiped, yup
Made your bitch clean my bullets off and load 'em back up
I was countin' a M in cash, gettin' my jock sucked
California Ferrari lookin' like a snowflake
Popped a pill with your bitch, ain't takin' her on a date
Took designer drugs, I can buy a drug case
Broke out in a sweat tryna stash money in the safe
[Lil Gotit]
Stick Baby, he deserve to kill today
I done went arrogant with the Cartier
Let lil' homie strip em give him sum' to shake
Top chef Gotit, yeah, that cake been baked
I'm out my noodle
Versace head, she got a medusa
Hood nightmares on that Freddy Krueger
Let the Glock run shit like it was my ruler
School buses, all them bars, I done woke up in Zone 6
I put Pluto, 'bout eight niggas came out with them sticks
Niggas say they in that cut, but we on Front Street with that blick
I ain't even there, but they still gon' pull up, bust that lick
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Cocaine ups, Air Force 1's on Curtis Snow
Cocaine ups, Air Force 1's on Curtis Snow
Cocaine, let that shit dissolve up in her nose
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