MF TRIMM - Lil Gotit

Lil Gotit

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MF TRIMM - Lil Gotit 歌词

作曲 : Semaja Render/Tom Insana/Zachary James Sampson Martinez/Jyrian Antwon Blessit

(AyoJarii)

(Vibin' out right on the West)

Vibin' out right on the West

I can't stop 'em from snatchin' necks

Fifty shots gon' touch his chest

C8, no V8, sunset burn my tires, I'm ridin' in a 'Vette

Everyday, it's a different fit, that 40 fit and I came from shit

(Top chef)

I'm with Keed, yeah that pump know

YSL playas, hide your ho

Yeah, say havin' 1k on the coke

Go do some numbers and bring in the load

***** would've thought I was a swiper, the way I use this Visa

Boy, don't lurk like RiRi, work, work, work, yeah, with demeanor

(That muh****er trim)

**** it, pop a pill, 30, what it is

(That muh****er trim)

Found out where he live, that diamondback get killed

(That muh****er trim)

Shooters smokin' what this is, Hеllcat

(That muh****er trim)

You niggas ain't havin' foundation and they don't evеn know about the deal

(That muh****er trim)

I want no Xans, ****, I want no friends

I just paid these hoes to my brother, ain't no coughin'

Vibin' out right on the West

I can't stop 'em from snatchin' necks

Fifty shots gon' touch his chest

C8, no V8, sunset burn my tires, I'm ridin' in a 'Vette

Everyday, it's a different fit, that 40 fit and I came from shit

(Top chef)

I'm with Keed, yeah that pump know

YSL playas, hide your ho

Yeah, say havin' 1k on the coke

Go do some numbers and bring in the load

***** would've thought I was a swiper, the way I use this Visa

Boy, don't lurk like RiRi, work, work, work, yeah, with demeanor

Ain't no simp, boy you trim

Red big dog, ain't miss no mil

She bank on a shawty 'cause we get 'em killed

pop nine, they killed

Way I pop out with the **** I'm in, this **** too easy

I can't cap, I **** with that boy, but hope I never need it

I hit that *****, then I get her out of here just like her name was Wheezy

my pocket, yeah this **** too breezy (Yeah)

I done blow out a on '22, couldn't **** on Reezy

Memphis shot, hit up her lung so he got me a wife-fi-ni-ni

(Where you at?)

Vibin' out right on the West

I can't stop 'em from snatchin' necks

Fifty shots gon' touch his chest

C8, no V8, sunset burn my tires, I'm ridin' in a 'Vette

Everyday, it's a different fit, that 40 fit and I came from shit

(Top chef)

I'm with Keed, yeah that pump know

YSL playas, hide your ho

Yeah, say havin' 1k on coke

Go do some numbers and bring in the load

***** would've thought I was a swiper, the way I use this Visa

Boy, don't lurk like RiRi, work, work, work, yeah, with demeanor