lil gotit - immortal lyrics
[hook]
i tote that b-tch in the back of the wraith, i’m not mournin’
vibe in l.a. rockin’ coco, sniff’ coco
me and lil keed used to talk on them rola
came from the bottom, i think we was broke
got my first 50 and bought me some chokers
rolling big doobs, i don’t do the skimps
i’m a big smoker, i don’t need a roller
came first in the game, i need me a trophy
momma ain’t like us get warmed up the stove
turned to a check, so they can’t tell me nothin’
boy get your feet off my motherf-ckin’ sofa
he point the bl!cky, but he gonna bluff it
n-ggas know ’round my way get ugly
them two conley road boys came from nothin’
n-ggas keep talkin’, i don’t wanna be buddy
make it go hunnid, or n-gga just shut it
[verse 1]
i get sucked up by a freak b-tch, every single night
i had blue wop, scottie smoke, when they read my rights
all my dawgs fighting for a come up, n-gga, where is mine
yeah the whole ysl, iced out, icy frostbite
n-gga wanna say he too fly, hmm, cut the sky
i’m somethin’ like osama bin laden, i take down this flight
he say he keep a glizzy, he plottin’
cut his head off, what you thinkin
why a n-gga wanna play with me like a pfo
don’t know the slime gang dangerous
opp deceaser, block sweeper
keep my shooter pulled up, he k!ll people
and he gonna throw his hood up, after he pray jesus
like a glock, these hoes bussin’, off the meter
just hopped on a tourbus with 50 people
[hook]
i tote that b-tch in the back of the wraith, i’m not mournin’
vibe in l.a. rockin’ coco, sniff’ coco
me and lil keed used to talk on them rola
came from the bottom, i think we was broke
got my first 50 and bought me some chokers
rolling big doobs, i don’t do the skimps
i’m a big smoker, i don’t need a roller
came first in the game, i need me a trophy
momma ain’t like us get warmed up the stove
turned to a check, so they can’t tell me nothin’
boy get your feet off my motherf-ckin’ sofa
he point the bl!cky, but he gonna bluff it
n-ggas know ’round my way get ugly
them two conley road boys came from nothin’
n-ggas keep talkin’, i don’t wanna be buddy
make it go hunnid, or n-gga just shut it
[verse 2]
how much you make? it don’t match your rate
you got nothing to say, boy, bump your brakes
my homie from brooklyn, so he came with a shank
my check cleared, yeah, on the way to the bank
i just turned 20, how big is my b-rolls?
seen so many zeros, i clutched out the bank
out of town, i got rank, l.a. i keep dank
don’t condone stealing, n-gga, we gone cut your f-cking hands
she want my blood dna in her body, no plan
you gone pop this pill today, no ties, cut the strings
he on molly all tan, used to do that, i’m just sayin’
thinking that sh-t make him mad, and his hoe pop xans
she just burnt out with her man, go get some money, that’s all i’m sayin’
i know some n-ggas die for the life in the kin
they watchin’ from the gram when i post where i land
[hook]
i tote that b-tch in the back of the wraith, i’m not mournin’
vibe in l.a. rockin’ coco, sniff’ coco
me and lil keed used to talk on them rola
came from the bottom, i think we was broke
got my first 50 and bought me some chokers
rolling big doobs, i don’t do the skimps
i’m a big smoker, i don’t need a roller
came first in the game, i need me a trophy
momma ain’t like us get warmed up the stove
turned to a check, so they can’t tell me nothin’
boy get your feet off my motherf-ckin’ sofa
he point the bl!cky, but he gonna bluff it
n-ggas know ’round my way get ugly
them two conley road boys came from nothin’
n-ggas keep talkin’, i don’t wanna be buddy
make it go hunnid, or n-gga just shut it
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