Posse King Gotit (Ft. Lil Baby)

[Intro: King Gotit]
Yeah
Rocktee 'bout to run it up
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)

[Chorus: King Gotit]
I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank
Then I jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't
My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache
Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die
I dropped a pill in my drank, I took a mil' out the bank
Jumped in a Wraith, I'm everything that you ain't
My posse, up in Versace, eat on hibachi, run like Huarache
Fly to Dubai, nigga too fly, head in the sky, I'm ready to die

[Verse 1: King Gotit]
My snake in her head, Medusa (My Versace)
Now pray my lil homie don't shoot 'em (Shoot 'em)
Teach that lil' baby, no tutor
Call that lil' ho just to boot up (Boot up, boot up)
I take some Perkies, now I'm on the moon
Finna fly back to Earth, I got some shit to prove
Mama tired of Atlanta, so it's time to move
I done hopped in the game and now they finna lose, yeah
I fell in love with that bitch 'cause that bitch was a booster
Won't consider yourself as my brother if you ain't no shooter
Ride with the stick, trees, service
Stranger with bricks, he workin'
Don't play like you rich, we lurkin'
We with the shits, we murk you (Yeah, yeah)
I done came so far from the bottom (Done came so far from the bottom)
Used to want every foreign whip, now I got 'em (Skrrt)
Name a nigga who'll stop him (Nobody)
I walk with gangsters who'll rob him (Woo)
I'm up math, pulled a nigga problem