lil gotit - belly shit lyrics
[intro: lil got-t]
cash
wah-wah-wah
wah-wah-wah
everything is chrome in the future
[chorus: lil troup & lil got-t]
b-tch, i’m a drip god (drip god), i wear that sh-t (i wear that sh-t)
see these k!llers in the cut (the cut), k!ll a snitch (k!ll a snitch)
got two b-tches takin’ back shots, make ’em share that d-ck (takin’ back shots)
she give good brain like a geek (a geek), she intelligent (she intelligent)
i keep murder on my mind on that melly sh-t (melly sh-t)
i can dig up two guns on that belly sh-t (on that belly sh-t)
draco hit his f-ckin’ head, cut his [?] quick (chop, chop)
bet these b-tches know what we sayin’, we intelligent (mama, i’ve been smart, let’s go)
[verse 1: lil got-t]
awesome, you know this drip is awesome (hood baby)
it’s costin’, they like, “got-t, what you rockin’?” (hood got-t)
just stop it, ain’t tryna hear that fake poppin’ (shut up)
me and lil troup pullin’ up with sticks and, nah, we ain’t talkin’ (skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
mob, tied with the mob (tied with that mob)
seen stickbaby, you know he gon’ complete his job (complete his job)
they tried to trap me in my porsche on o drive (on o drive)
i hit the clutch and threw it in sport and got it outta there (woah)
i with king slime private in the air (private flights)
oh, ysl goons, we gon’ get it done (slatt, slimeball)
while they poppin’ on the ‘net we gon’ drop some sh-lls (frrt, frrt)
there’s no runnin’ through my money, i got gray hairs (slatt-slatt)
go put that drip on, call it position (position, slimeball)
i keep that water on, like in a kitchen (i keep that water, slimeball)
we k!lling all rats, dawg (woo), silence the snitches (lil got-t)
send that lil’ boy home (rock him), we ain’t runnin’ out of b-tches
range rover suited up (skrrt), i put my momma in a truck (truck)
in the club, we glizzied up (glizzy), none of this sh-t ain’t new to us (okay)
i got that water, i got some water ([?])
i mix that yola
we got the ball (hood baby)
[chorus: lil troup & lil got-t]
b-tch, i’m a drip god (drip god), i wear that sh-t (i wear that sh-t)
see these k!llers in the cut (the cut), k!ll a snitch (k!ll a snitch)
got two b-tches takin’ back shots, make ’em share that d-ck (takin’ back shots)
she give good brain like a geek (a geek), she intelligent (she intelligent)
i keep murder on my mind on that melly sh-t (melly sh-t)
i can dig up two guns on that belly sh-t (on that belly sh-t)
draco hit his f-ckin’ head, cut his [?] quick (chop, chop)
bet these b-tches know what we sayin’, we intelligent (mama, i’ve been smart, let’s go)
[verse 2: lil troup]
i’m a hood baby (hood), but i can’t f-ck a basic b-tch
i wish she would play me (wish we would), p-ss that ho, that’s an -ssist
i like blue benjamin’s, that money talkin’ (that money talkin’)
i just bought some new wheels (new wheels), that’s tesla parking (tesla parking)
i’m poppin’ the same pill like mike, i’m high as a kite right now (high as a kite right now)
i remember i was wearin’ polo, i’m in off-white right now (i’m in off-white right now)
real k!ller, i don’t whisper, i let the stick talk (i let the stick talk for me), yeah
hit his body with a .223 (a .223), guess that’s his fault, hm
i got mob ties (mob ties), the earth is my turf
you can get hogtied (you can get hogtied), i put your face on a shirt
you f-ckin with a blue slime, hm
shoot his block up a few times, hm
i fell in love with a draco, i’ma k!ll him in due time, hm
old nat, body roll, hm
never switch never fold, no
gotta stick to the code (code)
gotta stay ten toes (ten toes)
it’s crazy but it’s true, i call shots just like the president
slime love all the time (slatt, slatt), it couldn’t make better sense
[chorus: lil troup & lil got-t]
b-tch, i’m a drip god (drip god), i wear that sh-t (i wear that sh-t)
see these k!llers in the cut (the cut), k!ll a snitch (k!ll a snitch)
got two b-tches takin’ back shots, make ’em share that d-ck (takin’ back shots)
she give good brain like a geek (a geek), she intelligent (she intelligent)
i keep murder on my mind on that melly sh-t (melly sh-t)
i can dig up two guns on that belly sh-t (on that belly sh-t)
draco hit his f-ckin’ head, cut his [?] quick (chop, chop)
bet these b-tches know what we sayin’, we intelligent (mama, i’ve been smart, let’s go)
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