Lil Gotit - Live With 10Fifty lyrics

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Lil Gotit - Live With 10Fifty lyrics

[Intro] (10Fifty, I love you) Uh, I'm with the I'm with the Get N Dere, hold on Yeah, I'm goin' a whole 'nother way on this motherfu*ker, know what I'm sayin'? Ayy, 10Fifty, I'm just gon' walk this motherfu*ker Talkin' 'bout real-deal, psych out I'm with the I'm with the Get N Dere Gang I'm with the I'm with the Get N Dere Gang [Chorus] Back of the store, we in Mason Margiela ('Giela) My mama drink Stella Rossa (Rossa) No, no, I'm not selfish, ni**a (Uh-uh) I can't wait to pass a ho (Let's go) They pray that I get a lil' cheddar, ni**a (Cheddar) Gotit gon' get 'em a load (Get 'em) Zip it, hush, no tellin', ni**a (No tеllin', zip-zip) Or you gon' get hushed by the polе (Yessir, woo) You fold, we bendin', we come out the ceilin' That Glock got a switch and that stick got a titty (Bah, bah, bah) Came out the city where we get you missin' Don't care 'bout your siblin', yeah, everybody can get it (Let's go) fu*k like a pro, yeah, she fu*k with my pimpin' I bought her new titties and bought her new kitty (Oh, woah) It ain't 'bout no penny, it more 'bout respect If you show disrespect, we pull up with some semis (Shank) [Verse 1] I came from the bottom like under the floor (Woah) Chrome Heart got crosses all over my coat (My coat) My hood b*tch, she stay on the back of the road (Chill) She su*k me to sleep, got me curlin' my toes (Ooh) Shoot for a reason, I shoot like I'm Stephen (Shoot, shoot) My aim like a demon, I aim for the pros (Aim at the pros, brr) Double B Bentley, Gunna be Crippin' Wunna the biggest, they didn't listen (Woo) Sippin' one Triss' (Let's go, ayy) Yeah, I'm with the Get N Dere Gang (Come here) Playa Chanel, I'm a pimp with no cane (Ayy) Mechanic boy, you lose your b*tch brains (Brains) On the upper, she lift like a crane (Huh?) Ain't no Usher, this chopper gon' sing (Huh?) I been workin' this sh*t for some days (Been workin') I get paid, I'm just tryna get laid (Laid) Yeah, we keep some cash where the page (Page) Full of energy, don't need a sage (Full of energy) Every month, we gon' cop them new J's (J's) Just to try that sh*t out in the rain (Rain) New tears on the Drac', leave 'em pain (Drr) Take care of the hood, they gon' praise Show you loyalty, killin' a fake (Showin' loyalty) Two-piece, he got hit, such a shame (Woo) [Chorus] Back of the store, we in Mason Margiela (Margiela) My mama drink Stella Rossa (Rossa) No, no, I'm not selfish, ni**a (No, I'm not, uh-uh) I can't wait to pass a ho (Let's go) They pray that I get a lil' cheddar, ni**a (Let it) Gotit gon' get 'em a load (Gon' get it) Zip it, hush, no tellin', ni**a (No tellin') Or you gon' get hushed by the pole (Woo) You fold, we bendin', we come out the ceilin' That Glock got a switch and that stick got a titty (Titty) Came out the city where we get you missin' Don't care 'bout your siblin', yeah, everybody can get it (Get it) fu*k like a pro, yeah, she fu*k with my pimpin' I bought her new titties and bought her new kitty (Bought her) It ain't 'bout no penny, it more 'bout respect If you show disrespect, we pull up with some semis (Shank) [Verse 2] Yak Gotti, I'm all in that coupe My body, I'm geeked out that too I'm probably rockin' some Prada shoes Don't like it, we gon' come sweep with the broom Superstar status, I move like Lil Uzi on shrooms (Shrooms) Sippin' coconut all in Cancún ('Cún) With this ho, had to bust it, balloon (Balloon) Get wavy, I'm walkin' typhoon Boy, try to rob, you heard was a boom Double back, stick down the block like some glue Put in that work, you gon' end on the news From here, they gon' watch you like it's on YouTube Yeah, I can pop it, yeah, I can cop it Yeah, I can rock it, who gonna stop it? These ni**as pussy, they ain't too pricy Slimy and shady, slimy and shiesty

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