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Lil Gotit – She Know It Lyrics

Lil Gotit She Know It Lyrics

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Yeah, just like bein’ playa, like
You gotta be playa all situations, that’s pushin’ p
Can’t be half steppin’, half, no kizzy
Gotta be playa all situations

Yeah, I’m playa, she know it (Top chef)
Bitch in the hills, she gone off that boy, I know it
I treat the stick in my hand like a wand (Brr)
Poof, if I get to sparkin’, he gone
Whenever she meetin’ up with player, yeah, she goin’
Holdin’ up my Rollie Skydweller, match the sun
Beat down the block with some Air Force 1’s

I ain’t rockin’ Cartier, Gotit got on CD’s (Gang)
Beat it from the back, she throw it back like a frisbee
Nigga had dropped out, yeah, I be Wock’d out
Bitch so bad, yeah, she suckin’ out the lean-ni (Hoodbaby)
send ya’ ass ten feet
slimes and print them on my Dickie’s (Shout out you know what I’m sayin’)
Hop out broad day, hit a 360
Hoppin’ out of beyblades, spinnin’ ’til you dizzy
Spinnin’ like an arson, walkin’ out the booth (Hot)
Yeah, I’m drippin’ on some Off shit, walkin’ in the room
Get to poppin’ on a broke bitch, neck typhoon
On some all we on go shit, niggas on shrooms (Slime)
boy a box of chocolates ’cause I’m not a wrestler
So many bitches despite I’m a bachelor
.38 special, one shot, that’s a caliber (Grrah)
Give me Demons and Challengers (Ah-ah)
Lit nigga, hot coupe, lit nigga hot
f**kin’ with my spirits, I’ma put ’em in a pot
London rocking shows, damn, my pocket got a knot
f**kin’ on the baddest, yeah, I’m pickin’ out the ripe
on the line
Yeah, you want a purse, bitch talkin’ like I’m blind
You ain’t mane, never been by
Shooter in Vegas accept payments, no lie

Yeah, I’m playa, she know it
Bitch in the hills, she gone off that boy, I know it
I treat the stick in my hand like a wand (Slime-slime)
Poof, if I get to sparkin’, he gone
Whenever she meetin’ up with player, yeah, she goin’
Holdin’ up my Rollie Skydweller, match the sun
Beat down the block with some Air Force 1’s

Get off a at the spot, get ’em goin’
Forgiattos, Moscatos, that’s just what I’m on (Swerve)
That money the model, gon’ f**k with a slime
Thugger-Thugger livin’ So Much Fun (Slime)
What you want for that P, it’s a problem
‘Cause you know ain’t none free in this life, bro (Playa)
Turn the channel, I ain’t never been liked (Uh-uh)
I’m a player, I’m a freak, yeah, ‘ight
Bein’ ’bout your business, babygirl, keep your head on
Break the bank, stripper shake it down ’til the bread gone
Block got hot, had to switch it to the
Stick in the bookbag, shawty got a leg on her
Yeah, shawty got a leg on her
Fasho, that’s a leg on her
For the right price I’ll put my mans on her (Fire)
Break me off then, go and put them bands on you (My slime)
Don’t tolerate disrespect, we put them hands on him (No bap)
Bullseye, yeah, them bullets gonna land on him (Ten feet)
How the f**k you gon’ f**k up a check when you constantly out here just worryin’ ’bout the net? (Huh?)
Life a gamble, I’m placin’ the bet
Real shit, you gotta hold down and say it
(Whatever you do, just keep it P)

Yeah, I’m playa, she know it (Top chef)
Bitch in the hills, she gone off that boy, I know it
I treat the stick in my hand like a wand (Brr)
Poof, if I get to sparkin’, he gone
Whenever she meetin’ up with player, yeah, she goin’
Holdin’ up my Rollie Skydweller, match the sun
Beat down the block with some Air Force 1’s

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