Lil Gotit Take Care Lyrics

[Intro: Millie Go Lightly & Lil Gotit]
Oh-oh, oh, oh, got rich off of take carin' the guys
I got rich off of take carin' the guys (Oh, oh)

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Load up the stick, we gon' hide from the [?]
I buckle them down for the ride (Slatt)
f*ck it, I'm down for my slimes (Slime)
If they [?] (Yeah)
f*ck up the money, I f*cked up the money, I f*cked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin' a lie (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Two-fifty, 500 high block, we livin' ruthless
G6 and Molly scent, [?] gon' leave you toothless (Leave you tooth)
I'm used to this, I know how to use stick, I make her move
Ain't nothin' to prove to this, ain't on no cool shit, get down with they movement (Uh-huh)
Yeah, I'm so icy hot, I put it down then I face her up (Ooh)
Top speed when I pick her up (Let's go)
She a game, better cuff her up (Let's go)
New AP touching the sun (AP)
Ten pointer, won't point at my son (Ten pointers)
Trayle had to live without a gun (Trayle)
Stack it up, [?] (Yeah, yeah)
Lil' baby wan't none these bums (We players, for real)
Can't go back and forward with a bum (Let's go)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Load up the stick, we gon' hide from the [?] (Woo)
I buckle them down for the ride (Yeah)
f*ck it, I'm down for my slimes (Yeah)
If they [?] (Bam)
f*ck up the money, I f*cked up the money, I f*cked it up so many times (Times)
I got rich off of take carin' the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin' a lie (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Toosii]
Yeah, he got rich off of tellin' a lie I got rich, choppa uppin' the fire, uh (Fire)
Don't wanna die, then you better keep your side (Side)
Better duck when that, "Pfft" get to flyin' (Fly)
We gon' bust down, APs, Rolex, Cartier's on all of the guys
I bought the Patek Philippe, same day Audemars, ain't wasting no time
I gotta make sure the ho [?] (Nah), I won't hit it if she in the dime (Nah)
Extra mud if you get out of line (Nah)
If you play this, somebody gon' die
I thought I told you that we all 'bout to eat, so a young nigga hang around vultures
I keep it kosher, if a f*ck nigga play them niggas he gettin' put on a poster
Yeah, I'm hot as a toaster (Yeah), she ridin' the dick like she ridin' a new rollercoaster
Wait 'til it's over, and I hop on the track I'ma act like a nigga don't know you

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Load up the stick, we gon' hide from the [?] (Woo)
I buckle them down for the ride (Yeah)
f*ck it, I'm down for my slimes (Yeah)
If they [?] (Bam)
f*ck up the money, I f*cked up the money, I f*cked it up so many times (Times)
I got rich off of take carin' the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin' a lie (Let's go)
Load up the stick, we gon' hide from the [?] (Woo)
I buckle them down for the ride (Yeah)
f*ck it, I'm down for my slimes (Yeah)
If they [?] (Bam)
f*ck up the money, I f*cked up the money, I f*cked it up so many times (Times)
I got rich off of take carin' the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin' a lie (p*ssy)
[Outro: Millie Go Lightly]
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh