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Lil Gotit - Drop The Top Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lil Keed ]

Mario
Oh lord, Jetson Made another one

I put this drip together, just like a rockstar
Don't know my red light, we smash up cop cars
I talk my money, niggas talk cheap, how the hell you spent fifty bands in a week?
I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more
I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree
Got VVS, this Water by G
It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe
Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top (Hood Baby)

Only 19 and I never had a job (it's crazy)
No disrespectin', yeah, I get her, word on my mom (on God)
I'm on a jet, I gotta clear first (let's go), she want Chanel, not Jimmy Choo (cha-nay-nay)
And she think I'm from the avenue (oh no), ran up them racks, got revenue (racks)
Lil' bitch f*ckin', I didn't flood my wrist for you
Shoot shit up by all my bros (Audemar), she thought I was thinkin' the way stuffed
I'm gettin' racks now, they let us through, no pat-down
My brother let me on the 'Gram when I fumbled, I'm back now
She wanna f*ck on Gotit (Gotit)
She tryna f*ck my posse (Lil Gotit), her body of a goddess (slatt)
You gone forever, I know, yeah (it's crazy), yeah
Yeah (it's crazy), yeah (but it's true)

I put this drip together, just like a rockstar (together)
Don't know my red light, we smash up cop cars (cop cars)
I talk my money, niggas talk cheap, how the hell you spent fifty bands in a week? (What)
I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more (let's go)
I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree (I smoke the best)
Got VVS, this Water by G (the VVS)
It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe (VVS)
Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top (oh, woo)

Yeah (Keed talk to 'em), I drop that motherf*ckin' top (ayy)
I cop the new drop (shit), had the ho screamin' stop, uh (let's go)
Yeah (woo), these bands on me, they tryna pull a heist
Yeah, yeah (say what), like a Harley, she just wanna ride it
Girl, jump in my car, Versace came black like tar (no cap)
Yeah, got so much pull, she f*cked my engineer (ah)
Yeah, when I'm in the building, they givin' all eyes, all ears (shit)
Yeah, put Off-White jeans on her f*ckin' rear (Off-White, Off-White)
Shit, her pussy peers and my face appears (shit)
Yeah, stack it up, go get me some veneers (ping)
Shit, shit, they white for real (cheese)
Yeah, gon' stay white for years (woo)

I put this drip together, just like a rockstar (let's go)
Don't know my red light, we smash up cop cars
I talk my money, niggas talk cheap, how the hell you spent fifty bands in a week?
I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more
I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree
Got VVS, this Water by G
It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe
Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top
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Mario
Oh lord, Jetson Made another one

I put this drip together, just like a rockstar
Don't know my red light, we smash up cop cars
I talk my money, niggas talk cheap, how the hell you spent fifty bands in a week?
I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more
I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree
Got VVS, this Water by G
It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe
Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top (Hood Baby)

Only 19 and I never had a job (it's crazy)
No disrespectin', yeah, I get her, word on my mom (on God)
I'm on a jet, I gotta clear first (let's go), she want Chanel, not Jimmy Choo (cha-nay-nay)
And she think I'm from the avenue (oh no), ran up them racks, got revenue (racks)
Lil' bitch f*ckin', I didn't flood my wrist for you
Shoot shit up by all my bros (Audemar), she thought I was thinkin' the way stuffed
I'm gettin' racks now, they let us through, no pat-down
My brother let me on the 'Gram when I fumbled, I'm back now
She wanna f*ck on Gotit (Gotit)
She tryna f*ck my posse (Lil Gotit), her body of a goddess (slatt)
You gone forever, I know, yeah (it's crazy), yeah
Yeah (it's crazy), yeah (but it's true)

I put this drip together, just like a rockstar (together)
Don't know my red light, we smash up cop cars (cop cars)
I talk my money, niggas talk cheap, how the hell you spent fifty bands in a week? (What)
I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more (let's go)
I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree (I smoke the best)
Got VVS, this Water by G (the VVS)
It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe (VVS)
Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top (oh, woo)

Yeah (Keed talk to 'em), I drop that motherf*ckin' top (ayy)
I cop the new drop (shit), had the ho screamin' stop, uh (let's go)
Yeah (woo), these bands on me, they tryna pull a heist
Yeah, yeah (say what), like a Harley, she just wanna ride it
Girl, jump in my car, Versace came black like tar (no cap)
Yeah, got so much pull, she f*cked my engineer (ah)
Yeah, when I'm in the building, they givin' all eyes, all ears (shit)
Yeah, put Off-White jeans on her f*ckin' rear (Off-White, Off-White)
Shit, her pussy peers and my face appears (shit)
Yeah, stack it up, go get me some veneers (ping)
Shit, shit, they white for real (cheese)
Yeah, gon' stay white for years (woo)

I put this drip together, just like a rockstar (let's go)
Don't know my red light, we smash up cop cars
I talk my money, niggas talk cheap, how the hell you spent fifty bands in a week?
I'm shoppin' Rodeo, start rappin', it pays more
I smoke the best, exotic fresh off the tree
Got VVS, this Water by G
It fit my wrist, a new Patek Phillipe
Ah, brand new coupe, I drop the top
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Writer: Jonathan Demario Priester, Rahqid Javon Render, Semaja Render, Tahj Morgan
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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