I Told Em Lil Gotit (Ft. Zack Slime Fr)

[Intro: Lil Gotit]
Gotit
I slime for real
Run that back Turbo

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
I told 'em the Maybach, we here
The stars in the roof and I call 'em big dippers
I told 'em his bitch in the VIP
She lovin' the drip 'cause she fuck with drippers
My money stacked tall like some stairs
She actin' real stupid while I'm fuckin' her real good
So I might take her chains, oh well
They don't want smoke 'cause we shootin' out missiles
Top dollar, top shawty, yeah they droppin' shells
From Atlanta where the gunner was sent through the mail
AK eat your face like a plate of fuckin' carrots
Got the streets on lock like a motherfucking cell
That boy ain't gettin' no money
Different ways, baguettes junction
I gotta slime in countries
This shit right here ain't promised

[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Hood baby stunt the trenches
More money, my palm is itchin'
Big duty, sit on inches
New hood baby chain, it glisten
It don't take none to listen
[?] alone, not friendly
Free slimes out the penitentry
Boy he ain't reminiscing
Keep the shooters up, I don't know 'bout you
Everybody know I go hard when I do
I took my tears, put 'em in my juice, yeah
It's a hood baby life so I ain't got no rules
Couldn't hear the bullshit like I hit snooze
All I know is win, ain't heard of lose
'Boutta sit on your ass, lil' boy you a fool
It's crazy, all I think about is millions
Glizzy gang ready to shake the building
Water by G, yeah this chain expensive
Take it from me, yeah, this Rollie bossy