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karate kid - lil gotit lyrics

[chorus: lil gotit]
drip day and night and i’m living my life
dropping the top at the light with my slime
me and lil freaky got all type of dimes
drop and i got me a million on time
i call that lil’ bruh, i renamed my slime
n*ggas ain’t sn*tchin’ no check, i blow fire
keep big black in the cut, he blindside
ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, reason they tried you
karate kid, i chop*chop the block
thirty*eight special, keep sh*lls and it knock
wifin’ my motherf*ckin’ diamonds, i’m married
my shooter leave a bl**dy scene like a popped cherry
i’m runnin’ up checks, i’m not slow, ain’t no gary
i ain’t bought my mama no motherf*ckin’ jared
proud ’bout my bag, b*tch, i’m tellin’ you dearly
i’m up and i make noise, i’m knowin’ they hearin’ me

[verse 1: lil gotit]
12 keep on questionin’ me, sh*t, i ain’t hearin’ it
the roof on the motherf*ckin’ coupe, disappearin’ it
trappin’ in traps, count that money, securin’ it
everybody ’round me some hitters, ain’t fearin’ it
i’m rockin’ ice clouds, that diamond my watch
her p*ssy on lock, she moppin’ my c*ck
b*tch popped her a perc’, she ready to f*ck
that p*ssy had squirt, it made me say, “wow”
rockin’ these diors, i got on givenchy
quese and young shawty, they clutch on the semi
might f*ck from the back and i bust on her titty
that coupe in la and we got this b*tch litty
maybachs, i’m in it, matted the bentley
givin’ ’em stick talk from bad vibes and tension
ysl bubba gon’ whip in the kitchen
he slatt and he with it, he slime out the trenches

[verse 2: lil freaky]
drippin’ and spillin’, this sh*t is precise
ain’t leavin’ no witness, we never think twice
play with the gang, you gamble your life
that thirty shoot flames, examples on sight
these hollow tip bullets, they skip and they flip
i’m with hood baby, these n*ggas need milk (hood baby)
comin’ through sprayin’, we flippin’ these clips
your b*tch don’t use hands, put d*ck on her lip
we set a fire on your block with these sticks
comin’ through spillin’, this sh*t got a stick
b*tch, we the topic, we stay in the mix
i’m with lil gotit, we flippin’ your b*tch
make it a hobby, we drip like a b*tch
don’t need a stylist, offendin’ me, b*tch
tinted my ear, solitaires, they glitch
clean up your block, we gon’ mop with the stick

- lil gotit lyrics

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