I Got It

I got it
How you get yo fit
Stupid bitch I fuckin bought it
How you make a hit
Have seba make it
And go retarded
Know you feelin this
Even tho this shit jus started
Walk in wit the clique
Smell like shit like we farted
Stackin all our chips
If you broke you get parted
Fuckin on a bitch but she a hoe
So I don't heart it
Playin wit her feelings
So she ask me where my heart is
You know it's dead and gone
She like why's that
Bitch don't cap
You know you did me wrong
But it's cool shit
I ain't trippin tho
Now I'm fuckin different hoes
Shit I feel invincible

Swear I'm on my shit now
I ain't stoppin it
Swear I'm makin hits
From now till BCM on top of shit
Swear I'm done wit cuffin bitches
I jus want that sloppy shit
Swear I'm done wit doin nothin
I jus wanna make sum shit
Swear I'm done wit steady bummin
I jus wanna cop new shit
Swear all I do now is thumb
I think I love the blues a bit
Swear all my guys keep a drum
You try us you get blew wit it
Swear I'm goin stupid dumb
This flow got sum fluidity
Swear I'm rockin BCM
Until somebody finish me



Credits
Writer(s): Damon Chagolla
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