[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
(Hoodbaby)
I got some expensive for the hood
I've been Death Row niggas like Suge
It's cut throat, right in my blood
Pleasure the P this a morning, soak, suds
A goofy he flashing a muzz
Slatt slatt, niggas ain't getting no cut
Flex in the fall, I done stacked all month
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Walk through, better let the steppers in
556 is my favorite stick
Black 'n white, these niggas telling shit
Keep it red and white, fresher than a peppermint
Peacock, riding in a Pelican
Long live pope, yeah I'm repping it
I hit a lick in the bricks and got rich
Ran that shit up got them folks out my ments
This ain't no spring water dropped in this Patek
Need for no flake, hid in the pit
Shoot through the bush, my trigger finger itch
Fuckin this check I care less for a bitch
Most of you pussies just hate to admit it
Hard top chef whippin' meds in the kitchen
I had no choice, plus this money got to feel it
How you gon' live against a whole lotta killin'?
(Hoodbaby)
I got some expensive for the hood
I've been Death Row niggas like Suge
It's cut throat, right in my blood
Pleasure the P this a morning, soak, suds
A goofy he flashing a muzz
Slatt slatt, niggas ain't getting no cut
Flex in the fall, I done stacked all month
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Walk through, better let the steppers in
556 is my favorite stick
Black 'n white, these niggas telling shit
Keep it red and white, fresher than a peppermint
Peacock, riding in a Pelican
Long live pope, yeah I'm repping it
I hit a lick in the bricks and got rich
Ran that shit up got them folks out my ments
This ain't no spring water dropped in this Patek
Need for no flake, hid in the pit
Shoot through the bush, my trigger finger itch
Fuckin this check I care less for a bitch
Most of you pussies just hate to admit it
Hard top chef whippin' meds in the kitchen
I had no choice, plus this money got to feel it
How you gon' live against a whole lotta killin'?
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