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lil gotit - now lyrics

[intro]
pyrex whipper, zone 6 n-gg-
pyrex
ayy, pyrex, uh, cook up
yeah, uh, this sh-t finna be hard as f-ck, slime
no cap, f-ck you thought it went?
ooh, stop trippin’, godd-mn

[chorus]
racks on me, sh-t, these p-ssy n-gg-s tryna envy me (yeah)
got racks on me (racks), but p-ssy n-gg-s tryna envy me (brr)
i’m at the tip-top, these n-gg-s can’t get to me (i’m at the tip)
got gucci flip flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo)
racks control my life like sims now, i used to wear timberlands (racks)
they say, “hood baby, you a crip”, nah, these pockets on benjamins (uh)
ah, yeah, i’m havin’ percocets, it got me divin’ all the way in (percocets)
i ain’t goin’ back and forth, your pockets on lint, these n-gg-s ain’t playin’, they’ll do it to the pen

[verse 1]
f-ck that ho so good, she had to repent (uh), got-t up all of a sudden, didn’t need no hands (got-t up)
in the hood with a glizzy right on my tan, big shark in the tank, yeah, feel my fins (woo)
i can get the glock and squeeze it like a lemon, oh (let’s go)
i take his top and twist it red just like it’s trippie, huh (woo, woo, woo)
i used to window shop but guess what i be spendin’ now (i’m spendin’)
yeah, we send his locay, that what we had spinned around (go)
his b-tch actin’ bougie, that why i had put her down (let’s go)
yeah, it’s time to go and show her, hold on, look around (hold on, woo)
yeah, b-tch, show some (uh), thick lil’ sh-t, gon’ throw some (racks)
her p-ssy so wet, no odor (know it), new freezer, h-ll nah, new frozen (shine)
big snake in the gr-ss, no vulture (big slime), big body gon’ shoot, no knows us (big body)
i’m the man (with the plan), and i do them xans (let’s go)

[verse 2]
why you ain’t paid your dues? on instagram talkin’ ’bout moves (woo)
yeah, this a two-door too (what), but we got different goons (grr)
got the same food (woo), but i got a different groove (let’s go)
these not the same shoes (uh), my gucci got the swoosh (got-t, got-t)
yeah, these b-tches try to catch on to us, slidin’ on blocks like it got lube (skrt)
i keep vibes up in the loop, i told her how the b-tch gon’ sit on boo
and them facts, yeah (shh), you knew that (don’t do that)
i was goin’ through that, no, we got racks (talk to ’em)
uh huh, uh huh, yeah, i’m gettin’ so high (woo)
nah nah, nah nah, p-ss this drip down to your crowd
i taught you what should be, my child, you ain’t gettin’ tough, you just gettin’ loud (let’s go)
stay in lil’ boy’s place, stay out my mouth, i’m gettin’ cash now, took a different route (woo, skrt)

[chorus]
racks on me, sh-t, these p-ssy n-gg-s tryna envy me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
got racks on me (racks), but p-ssy n-gg-s tryna envy me (yeah, yeah, yeah, brr)
i’m at the tip-top, these n-gg-s can’t get to me (got-t, i’m at the tip)
got gucci flip flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo)
racks control my life like sims now, i used to wear timberlands (racks, me in la)
they say, “hood baby, you a crip”, nah (rollie wet), these pockets on benjamins (yeah, they came in)
ah, yeah, i’m havin’ percocets (woo), it got me divin’ all the way in (percocets)
i ain’t goin’ back and forth, your pockets on lint, these n-gg-s ain’t playin’, they’ll do it to the pen

- lil gotit lyrics

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