Got It

Yo bitch, I got it
These M's, I got it
Brand new keys new whip, I got it
Dirty .45 in my hand, I shot it
Ya bitch threw the pussy at a nigga, I caught it
Everything new on a nigga, and I bought it
Get disrespectful slap a nigga with my wallet
Everywhere I go a nigga been the trending topic
Higher than a angel smoking on exotic

Triple up double up
Nigga get ya money up
Hitting goat status feel like I ain't done enough
Fighting for his life but the man ain't tough enough
Shoot him in the stomach now breakfast is coming up
Tryna touch a mil see these bands I'm running up
Try to keep me quiet but a nigga ain't shutting up
Leeky got the knife if he snap then he cutting up
Doubt me in the beginning is where the haters keep fucking up

Pick & Roll
Give & Go
Waking up to different hoes
Fucking on ya mama don't get mad like you didn't know
Take ya money spend the shit betting on a 10/4
Why you got a gun if you ain't gone spit it tho

Taking off my ones before I stomp a nigga out
Pussy talking shit he just really want the clout
Rob a nigga shit hoes call me Mike Trout
Knock his head out the park watch a no doubt

Strutting on the scene Ric Flair on these bitches
Call a nigga Syd cause I'm down to get vicious
Whole team solid no rats no snitches
Seen Pyrex whipping throwing out dirty dishes
Do him mob style got him sleeping with the fishes
Ya bitch rub me down like I gave ha 3 wishes
Shoot a nigga broad day fuck about the witness
Then I'm at ya house and I'm fucking on ya Mrs.

God damn look hold on
Nigga big tyme nigga gone get ya roll on
Got about 3 different chains just to throw on
VVS freezing nigga gotta throw a coat on

I'm balling I'm shining a nigga stay grinding
These niggas they simpin' they wining and dining
Don't bring me no labels no deals I ain't signing
I never thought that I'll get paid for rhyming

Givenchy Givenchy I'm stepping on necks
Real ass nigga I ain't even gotta flex
I don't want yo girl I just really want her sex
And I beat a nigga ass if he fucking with my check

2020 quarantine a nigga stayed balling
They try to catch me slipping but a nigga ain't falling
We gone put our guns down then the gang get to brawling
It's a marathon to the bank the money still calling

Yo bitch, I got it
These M's, I got it
Brand new keys new whip, I got it
Dirty .45 in my hand, I shot it
Ya bitch threw the pussy at a nigga, I caught it
How you got a gun but a nigga scared to tote it
My bitch got the drake and she ain't scared to blow it
No ghostwriter everything I rap yeah I wrote it
And you can't keep me down cause a nigga too goated Lil bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Redmond
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