[Lil Gotit]
Get the (Woo) fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
[Lil Gotit]
Wrist on Margiela jeans
Your drip is so serious like a felony
We get bowls of the za and we mailin' it
Wet the whole block, leave it treacherous
I just add on new stock and it happened
Neck on a brick and I look like a king
We run it up, count the end of the week
They way that I move, yeah, I do it for my city
Hollywood livin', yeah, we seein' cameras
Land in Atlanta, now we totin' hammers
We tote them blicks, keep drinkin' the Fanta
Celine wrap just 'round my head like a banner
Cuffin' that ho that we fuckin', you crazy
Off in Cali, chasin' Ms, know we made it
Trunk in the hood, plug, we look like the baby
Fuck what you talkin', I'm walkin', just pay me
[Lil Gotit & Ufo361]
Get the (Woo) fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah (Love my life)
Get the fuck out, yeah (Ja)
[Ufo361]
Rosegold AP
Eine Mio, die im Safe liegt (Mh)
Ja, ich bin CEO (Stay High)
Dicka, du bist nur ein Trainee (Mh, ja)
100k für mein Baby, sie liebt mein Money
Ja, die Bitch sieht aus wie ein Playboy-Bunny
Keiner macht es wie wir, Dicka, ain't nobody
Ja, ich zieh' meine Glock, ja, ich aim' wie Gotit (Ja)
Keiner fickt mit dir, du hast schlechte Quali
Meine Bitch ist high auf sechzig Mollys
Ja, sie killt mein Lean, mein Drink ist bloody
Get the fuck out my face, und zwar dalli, ihr wisst Bescheid
[Lil Gotit]
Get the (Woo) fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the (Woo) fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
Get the fuck out, yeah
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