Take Care Lil Gotit (Ft. Millie Go Lightly & Toosii)

[Intro: Millie Go Lightly & Lil Gotit]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I got rich off of take carin' the guys (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
He got rich off of tellin' a lie (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Load up the stick, we gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride (Slatt)
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime (Slime)
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin' (Yeah)
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money, I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin' a lie (On God)

[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Two-fifty, 500 high block, we livin' ruthless
G6 and molly sand tan gon' leave you toothless (Leave you tooth)
I'm used to this, I know how to use stick, I make her move it
Ain't nothin' to prove to this, ain't on no cool shit, get down with the movement (Uh-huh)
Yeah, I'm so icy hot
I put her down, then I fix her up (Ooh)
Top speed when I pick her up (Let's go)
She with the gang, better cuff her up (Let's go)
New AP touching the sun (AP)
Ten pointer, won't point at my son (Ten pointers)
Trained 'em young how to live without a gun (Trained 'em young)
Stack it up, ran ten K months (Yeah, yeah)
Lil' baby want none of these bums (We players, for real)
Can't go back and forth with a bum (Let's go)