lirik lagu lil gotit & lil keed - relapse game
[intro]
(haha, j kari)
[chorus: lil gotit]
trap in some nikes and run that sh~t up
turnt to milwaukee, i’m playing with these bucks
ball this sh~t up and go open the club
black~on~black, owning this sh~t like i’m russ
relapse game, yeah, pass my cup
tyreek hill, i’m catching a sl~t
pick the wrong side and you know you getting flushed
saving that b~tch, i’ma tighten that cup
[verse 1: lil gotit]
hop out and dust off that drac’ with a visit
whip out your pistol and shoot like the pistons
yeah, right, so listen, don’t talk ’bout no business
percocet pack, yeah, we pop by the fifty
b~e~t, better not enter the trenches
switch’ll be fixing your t~~th like the dentist
speaking of dentist, my homie a menace
water on my neck, done flooded the pendant
watchin’ some twins, call ’em ten c~ck
swervin’ this benz, dodgin’ all the cops
b~tch from chicago, she suck off the socks
yeah, that two~seater, it look like a frog
came with a triple, he couldn’t double~cross
pourin’ up this syrup, i ain’t even hear a cough
chrome heart, head to toe, boy, that sh~t cold
johnny dang diamonds on my neck, so flawless
[chorus: lil gotit & lil keed]
trap in some nikes and run that sh~t up
turnt to milwaukee, i’m playing with these bucks
ball this sh~t up and go open the club
black~on~black, owning this sh~t like i’m russ
relapse game, yeah, pass my cup
tyreek hill, i’m catching a sl~t
pick the wrong side and you know you getting flushed
saving that b~tch, i’ma tighten that cup (keed talk to ’em)
[verse 2: lil keed]
nah, i can’t even show no love (no, sir)
yeah, these n~ggas burnt bridges, can’t fix that up (burnt bridges)
‘miri jeans on me, had to fill them up (‘miri)
n~gga want beef, yeah, i had to pull the chopsticks out (grrt)
yeah, i had to load ’em up (load ’em up)
yeah, real big p sh~t, so when we pop out, million dollars, know the slimes with us (legit)
and i got a big bankroll, i can’t fold it up (keed, talk to ’em)
get, get it in, get it out (let’s go, woo)
if i don’t get my m’s, n~gga get popped (say what?)
n~gga goin’ hard and then soft
caught jet lag, so i hit the loft
two~fifty screen, jack, why we on frost? (ayy, jack)
thought i was playin’ madden way i went goyard
like unc’ up in the house house, old whips in the yard
b~tch suck d~ck, go stupid, r~t~rded
[chorus: lil gotit & lil keed]
trap in some nikes and run that sh~t up
turnt to milwaukee, i’m playing with these bucks (slimeball)
ball this sh~t up and go open the club
black~on~black, owning this sh~t like i’m russ
relapse game, yeah, pass my cup
tyreek hill, i’m catching a sl~t
pick the wrong side and you know you getting flushed
saving that b~tch, i’ma tighten that cup
[outro: lil keed & lil gotit]
everything expensive, diamonds white like tissue
i’m all in her stomach, she ain’t givin’ no givers
red just like elmo, but i never giggle
drag your drip to the ground, they tell me, “don’t litter”
soon as i walk in the bank, i’m a missile
x mark the spot, yeah, we bomb with these missiles (b~tch)
she got done mopping this d~ck and you kissed her (b~tch)
he got hit in his stomach and turned to a sh~tter
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