Featuring: Gunna

Songwriter: Lil Gotit Lifted (Neilaworld) Lukrative

Producer: Lifted (Neilaworld) Lukrative

[Intro]
Neilaworld
Lukrative
Ayo, Lifted

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Ric LaFlare with the drip
I just went and blowed a fifty, how it feel?
I know a Glocky with it, man, it's steel
I had to show my coverage in the field
I'd rather rap, you niggas fucking steal
I had to put tint on a fishbowl coupe so you won't know who it is
I went and put ice on my neck, splurge shit
She gon' slurp it, everything over here chill
If I buy it, it's by pint in the seal
These rat niggas wanna see us in jail
Did some with 'em and I hope you don't tell
Bet they brazy, might break me out the cell
When I make a bean, only time will tell
It was sometimes I wanna sign myself
Late nights rapping, yeah, with no help

[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
We got them guns going, yeah, fah-fah
I went outside, everybody ride
Glocks with dicks, extensions, yeah, we gon' slide
If you see my opp, pray you don't die
Yeah, before mines, make your mama cry
Show her the son, the new case, he just shot
You out of sight, nah, out of mind
We riding deep with them sticks like the Chi'
Lace up my boots and I go for the prize
They couldn't count me out even if they tried
She wanted nothing, just be a side
She wanted nothing but Cartier, yeah
I will remain one of the real in the field
Pour with the gang, pop a top off the seal
Niggas be cap off top for real
I'm winning Call of Duty, get the kills
[?] in the USA from a zip
She got some long hair, chinchilla
Birthdays, didn't get me nothing
Church said, "Yeah, come and pray here"
Never went in, not even a nickle
Went got some racks, my bag got bigger
Handout, asking what about them
You ain't give me shit, do you remember?

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Ric LaFlare with the drip
I just went and blowed a fifty, how it feel?
I know a Glocky with it, man, it's steel
I had to show my coverage in the field
I'd rather rap, you niggas fucking steal
I had to put tint on a fishbowl coupe so you won't know who it is
I went and put ice on my neck, splurge shit
She gon' slurp it, everything over here chill
If I buy it, it's by pint in the seal
These rat niggas wanna see us in jail
Did some with 'em and I hope you don't tell
Bet they brazy, might break me out the cell
When I make a bean, only time will tell
It was sometimes I wanna sign myself
Late nights rapping, yeah, with no help

[Verse 2: Gunna]
(Young Wunna)
Late nights, rap a verse to myself
Bed bites, mama need her some help
Spit that flame, leave an opp on the step
Ain't nothing changed, Wunna always will show
Fuck the fame, I'm a young millionaire
We switching in the lanes, my niggas still
Not with the same gang like when I left
Lil' shawty use her head like college prep
Your bitch sent me a request, I didn't accept
I'm popping Percocets, I don't do meth
I'm like a pharmacist, meds on my shelf
I stroke and hold her legs, hit from the rear
My dawg locked in the feds, wish he was here
I'm sipping Hi-Tech red out of root beer
New 2020 crib, I just got it built
Popped the lock on the whip
I been fishtailin' slidin' down the strip
My soda mud, you can tell the way I sip
Fuck all that yelling, I'ma let it rip, ayy
Copped the Forgis, paint the lifts
Young GunnaWunna rollin', 60's Crip
Me and Slatt Gotit balling out the gym
Pull on Ol' Nat, the jacket clean the rims

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Ric LaFlare with the drip
I just went and blowed a fifty, how it feel?
I know a Glocky with it, man, it's steel
I had to show my coverage in the field
I'd rather rap, you niggas fucking steal
I had to put tint on a fishbowl coupe so you won't know who it is
I went and put ice on my neck, splurge shit
She gon' slurp it, everything over here chill
If I buy it, it's by pint in the seal
These rat niggas wanna see us in jail
Did some with 'em and I hope you don't tell
Bet they brazy, might break me out the cell
When I make a bean, only time will tell
It was sometimes I wanna sign myself
Late nights rapping, yeah, with no help

Lil Gotit

Semaja Zair Render (b. August 6, 1999), popularly known as Lil Gotit, is an American recording artist from Cleveland Ave., Atlanta, Georgia, who started making music at a young age with his older brother Lil Keed. The two of them made their first song, “Trap Bunkin,” together.

Gotit has had his music played at various clubs in Atlanta. The name Lil Gotit is derived from his original rap name, Maja Got It, a nickname inspired by him “having everything.” He has cited Young Thug as his mentor.