Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Lost , by - Gucci Mane. Release date: 27.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Lost |
| Now I lay me down to sleep |
| I pray to Lord fake niggas he keep |
| But if I shut down before I wake |
| I pray to Lord real niggas he take |
| I told my top to get lost |
| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings |
| I told a bitch to get lost |
| I think I hurt the girl feelings |
| So I hit the gas and get lost |
| I hit the thrust and get lost |
| I’m in that new Rolls Royce |
| If you don’t like it get lost |
| Me and my top beefin |
| So I don’t really wanna see him |
| They picture man, the flare nigga |
| And all the kids wanna be him |
| I told that girl to get lost |
| Cuz I don’t even like to argue |
| All this money that I’m makin |
| They think I’m playing for the Chargers |
| My jury game is retarded |
| My car game is exotic |
| The inside my Maserati |
| Cuz look like he in the hypnotic |
| I’m runnin from the paparazzi |
| But I’m in the Lamborghini |
| They call me Gucci Debiassi |
| I think I’m fucking Liberace |
| I told my top to get lost |
| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings |
| I told a bitch to get lost |
| I think I hurt the girl feelings |
| So I hit the gas and get lost |
| I hit the thrust and get lost |
| I’m in that new Rolls Royce |
| If you don’t like it get lost |
| Smoking kush with my boys |
| I’m a walking weed joyce |
| They say I fuck on my alarms |
| I say it back, it’s my choice |
| Selling dope with my squad |
| Old school’s in my yard |
| I got a Chevy so clean |
| And my goodness so hot |
| They say it’s getting real hot |
| So I took off of my top |
| I got the number one spot |
| I’m coming down my block |
| I told my top to get lost |
| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings |
| I told a bitch to get lost |
| I think I hurt the girl feelings |
| So I hit the gas and get lost |
| I hit the thrust and get lost |
| I’m in that new Rolls Royce |
| If you don’t like it get lost |
| Dragging from the old school in my new school |
| Top missing, nigga with my new tool |
| Same ways with my new juice |
| Getting money on these young fools |
| You pay for perfect when you’re big time |
| You pay for perfect when your sun shine |
| Harley Davidson, 1100 |
| Nigga know we got them army guns |
| Big money when we poppin nigga |
| Overseas when I’m shoppin nigga |
| Hella choppers when we choppin nigga |
| Getting money by the mount nigga |
| Uptown with the swag nigga |
| 300 on the dash nigga |
| Out the pound full of cash nigga |
| Nigga first not last nigga |
| I told my top to get lost |
| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings |
| I told a bitch to get lost |
| I think I hurt the girl feelings |
| So I hit the gas and get lost |
| I hit the thrust and get lost |
| I’m in that new Rolls Royce |
| If you don’t like it get lost |