Top Songs By Lil Gotit
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Gotit
Performer
Marlo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Semaja Render
Composer
Tony Son
Composer
Rudolph Johnson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richie Souf
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I just told Richie we rich
[Verse 2]
We put these bitches in rotation, ain't no bitch, we take 'em all down
We live real life like immigration, have them drugs, we move 'em out now
If me and my youngin catch a body, we keepin' it silent, ain't no sayin' nothing
Went from a two bedroom apartment to a mansion
We on that superstar status shit, ain't no cuffin', we pass the bitch
Got it out the mud, ain't ask for shit, fast lane, **** ain't crashin' it
Fuck them ****, they changed on me, they had ass stiff like mannequins
Mind is set on Benjamins, the pot and stove, meet the Pyrex kid
[Verse 3]
Free Savage, yeah, 21 Gang shit
You know I be on that if a **** buck, we bustin' brains quick
Take a private jet with your main bitch, still droppin' sauce on that lame shit
Know if I got it, then my dog got it like I'm from Bleveland Ave (Hood Gotit), yeah
Sippin' on the lean helps me feel my past, yeah (My past, yeah)
And I pop a Perc' and get inside my bag, yeah (In my bag, yeah)
In a G63, I might crash, yeah (I might crash, yeah)
And I be taking all these drugs like it's my last, yeah (My last, yeah)
Take your ho and split your ho up (Ho up)
This year we gotta go up, we want more
Boy, we can't slow up (Slow up)
Know we was flat broke just like and ave and then we blowed up (Blowed up)
Put us on superstar status (It's crazy), it's crazy but it's true
[Verse 4]
We put these bitches in rotation, ain't no bitch, we take 'em all down
We live real life like immigration, have them drugs, we move 'em out now
If me and my youngin catch a body, we keepin' it silent, ain't no sayin' nothing
Went from a two bedroom apartment to a mansion
We on that superstar status shit, ain't no cuffin', we pass the bitch
Got it out the mud, ain't ask for shit, fast lane, **** ain't crashin' it
Fuck them ****, they changed on me, they had ass stiff like mannequins
Mind is set on Benjamins, the pot and stove, meet the Pyrex kid
[Verse 5]
Pyrex, Pyrex, yeah, that's that Marlo shit
Sip lean, half a Percocet, and I'm landin' it (No cap)
Thank God for blessin' me with the gifts, ain't takin' shit for granted (Every day)
I'm the real Hood Baby, came from block and takin' chances (Let's go)
I'm so slimy, that shit gon' go, a couple **** changed, so I have many more
A couple **** changed, so I have many more
Used to eat P&J's, now these pockets on loaf
They say I got big, I call that growth
Ain't got no time to worry 'bout if you broke
Don't worry 'bout much, tryna get me some more
Said I can pull up with the bands, but not with folks
Hood Baby could kill, you know how it goes
Ain't worried 'bout the bag, they worried 'bout goals (Damn)
Bitch, I'm goin' up, I ain't need no show (Bitch, I'm goin' up)
Ice so froze, slimy my coat (Ice, yeah)
Gon' put this shit up and get me another load
[Verse 6]
We put these bitches in rotation, ain't no bitch, we take 'em all down
We live real life like immigration, have them drugs, we move 'em out now
If me and my youngin catch a body, we keepin' it silent, ain't no sayin' nothing
Went from a two bedroom apartment to a mansion
We on that superstar status shit, ain't no cuffin', we pass the bitch
Got it out the mud, ain't ask for shit, fast lane, **** ain't crashin' it
Fuck them ****, they changed on me, they had ass stiff like mannequins
Mind is set on Benjamins, the pot and stove, meet the Pyrex kid
Written by: Rudolph Johnson, Semaja Render, Tony Son