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lil gotit - off-white (remix) lyrics

[intro]
10fifty, i love you

[chorus: lil gotit]
off_white b_tch with the off_white, yeah
off_white, off_white, off_white, yeah
b_tch, i got some money, broke n_ggas over there
bullets taking [?] all cuttin’ through your head
wrist, ooh, seasick
riding with them sticks in a big_body c6
doing lil’ b_tch suckin’ me and you kiss_kiss
geeked out my mind, pouring fours in a sunkist
bop, bop
sipping on wock’
opp n_ggas get popped
past shooter with an iced_out clock
shawty, yeah, you got one shot
ain’t dying, we ain’t drinking on scotch
lil’ b_tch got slop my top
took the top off the truck [?]

[verse 1: lil gotit]
n_gga, stop capping, you b_tch, gucci slides matching the fit
my b_tch, she act like a brat, pretty b_tch having a fit
you n_ggas cuffin’ these thots, they mobbing d_ck, no kiss
stick hit his head, no vest, you go through the stress, no check
ms on the neck, we ain’t rocking no [?]
b_tch, we get more money, y’all get the less (skrrt)
swerving that lamb’, lamb’
12 caught me in a jam, d_mn
getting f_cked by a freak going mayhem (woo, woo)
take the drac’ to the sh_t, to the meeting place
a lot of d_mn shots when the block got sprayed
glock with a 31, sh_t took place
dripping in bape, and b_tch, i go ape
rock my jeans made by jimmy true
b_tch [?] yeah, f_ck the coupe
racks on your head, yeah, caught one too
then i get some money, it’s one or two
got the pack from my brother, i ain’t talking ’bout mook’
my youngin’ ’bout the money, he’ll serve ’bout it too
slime me, know it’s a slime back too
i ain’t change on you, all the blue hundreds is the only thing new

[chorus: lil gotit & lil keed]
off_white b_tch with the off_white, yeah (off_white)
off_white, off_white, off_white, yeah (let’s go)
b_tch, i got some money, broke n_ggas over there (no lie)
bullets taking [?] all cuttin’ through your head (no lie)
wrist, ooh, seasick (sh_t)
riding with them sticks in a big_body c6
doing lil’ b_tch suckin’ me and you kiss_kiss (doin’ her)
geeked out my mind, pouring fours in a sunkist (doin’ her, doin’ her)
bop, bop (bop_bop)
sipping on wock’
opp n_ggas get popped
past shooter with an iced_out clock
shawty, yeah, you got one shot
ain’t dying, we ain’t drinking on scotch
lil’ b_tch got slop my top
took the top off the truck [?]

[verse 2: lil keed]
uh, yeah, if i got it
hey, what is a drought?
i left some kids in her mouth
nothin’ but chanel on these jeans when i step out
know i’ma throw racks or slime when i step out
i got some pigeons, get high like a pilot
pack coming in, that pack coming
i ride with f&n ’cause i’m blessed like a choir
pullin’ up h_llcat, switched out vans
real freak ho f_cking all top ten
car geeked out, you don’t know what i’m in
rich came full, ice age on the wrist
i’m the real young goat, put me top of the list
gotit young goat, put him top of the list
got money then i chopped the whole top, b_tch
glock that i got don’t pop, b_tch
y’all n_ggas smoking on woo_woo_woos
had your ho blowing like a flute, flute, flute
just like berries, i got juice
f_cking bad b_tches, yeah, [?] too
no nav, but your ho getting tap, tap
catch me on the block and i’m shooting cr_p, cr_ps
riding traphouse, her head in my lap
off_white jeans on me but it came black

- lil gotit lyrics

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