[Intro: Lil Gotit]
Money done geeked on this mothafucker
(Money Musik)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
I went Wafi, but the band iced out, it came from Fevzi (Pussy)
Smashing in the rain, the tires locked, the cat spinnin' (Shh)
Yeah, the goal is to reach a million, but I can't stop spendin' (Let's go)
On my right, I got two bitches and a Glock fifty (Let's go)
BM baby daddy keep on talkin' real silly (Pussy)
I'll shoot this bitch up on Father's Day, nigga play with me (Pussy)
Shooter with me green dot you, he poppin' out a Bentley (Ghost)
The gangster lane not for you, baby boy, you movin' fishy (Talk to 'em)
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Drop it off on my young bull, he movin' by the fifty (Okay)
Of course we like us some freak bitches, this stick got a titty (Freak)
Hall of fame slimes, bitch, we up there, Scottie Pippen (Thirty-three, slatt)
The biggest P up in the game, lil' bitch, don't try my pimpin'
Designer shooter when we come through, bitch, it's rich steppin' (Brr)
Put three holes up in his head, we had to leave him messy (Ow)
With this drip, I put it on, I had to teach a lesson (Okay, on gang)
Ain't no pressure, but the Glock on me get real aggressive (I'm with the Get N Dere Gang)
Oh, it feels so simple, so easy, we pop your pimple (Pussy)
Far from a beginner, recruitin', yeah, all the sinners (Lil' pussy)
She's so soaky in her pants, know I had to drill her (Do it)
Fire up under the pillow (Do it), I done turnt to a killer
Money done geeked on this mothafucker
(Money Musik)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
I went Wafi, but the band iced out, it came from Fevzi (Pussy)
Smashing in the rain, the tires locked, the cat spinnin' (Shh)
Yeah, the goal is to reach a million, but I can't stop spendin' (Let's go)
On my right, I got two bitches and a Glock fifty (Let's go)
BM baby daddy keep on talkin' real silly (Pussy)
I'll shoot this bitch up on Father's Day, nigga play with me (Pussy)
Shooter with me green dot you, he poppin' out a Bentley (Ghost)
The gangster lane not for you, baby boy, you movin' fishy (Talk to 'em)
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Drop it off on my young bull, he movin' by the fifty (Okay)
Of course we like us some freak bitches, this stick got a titty (Freak)
Hall of fame slimes, bitch, we up there, Scottie Pippen (Thirty-three, slatt)
The biggest P up in the game, lil' bitch, don't try my pimpin'
Designer shooter when we come through, bitch, it's rich steppin' (Brr)
Put three holes up in his head, we had to leave him messy (Ow)
With this drip, I put it on, I had to teach a lesson (Okay, on gang)
Ain't no pressure, but the Glock on me get real aggressive (I'm with the Get N Dere Gang)
Oh, it feels so simple, so easy, we pop your pimple (Pussy)
Far from a beginner, recruitin', yeah, all the sinners (Lil' pussy)
She's so soaky in her pants, know I had to drill her (Do it)
Fire up under the pillow (Do it), I done turnt to a killer
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