Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Got It Remix, artist - Dave East. Album song Forever Do Me 8, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.09.2016
Record label: Forever, Rapbay, Urbanlife Distribution
Song language: English
I Got It Remix |
Own the whip; |
I got it |
New bitch; |
I got it |
New money; |
I got it |
My jewels lit; |
I got it |
New condo; |
I got it |
Send more bottles; |
I got it |
The tab come; |
I got it |
Need more ones; |
I got it |
Now fuck it up (8x) |
Nigga I ain’t scared, bitch I ain’t scared |
Nigga, I ain’t scared, bitch, I ain’t scared |
Where we at? |
Posted up where you serve at |
They said East wasn’t getting to it, I’m like |
«where the fuck niggas heard that?» |
smell regular up in the air |
I’m like «where the fuck niggas burn that?» |
Front the pack, take the work back, for a couple racks |
Take a dirt nap |
Fiends probably still think about me, all the traps that I worked at |
All the traps that I worked out, backwood lit when I merc out |
Delhi, Dauphin Street, young wild niggas do one thing |
Fuck bitches, trap all day, hit KOP, do one thing |
Hard white or soft white, no R&B but this Gun sing |
On the block with the slip on, Margielas on, I don’t want strings |
Ski mask and my Balmains, we smoke sour like Newports |
Since 96', I’ve been a flight risk, ask my lawyer, I don’t do court |
I’m a tall nigga with a thick bitch |
And a big whip, knockin' too short |
Niggas envy me in the new drop |
Call it Kennedy; |
I took the roof off |
(?) know I’m burned out, I’m bipolar, my mind gone |
Rolex that’s presidential, these hard bottoms, they Tom Ford |
I ain’t entertaining you clowns, I ain’t part of no circus |
I got lawyer money but ask yourself is it worth it |
Know they want me to son em, I ain’t even a father |
Just accepting my blessings and tryna get to a dollar |
Red and green on the kicks, match the snake on my collar |
If it ain’t beneficial then I don’t wanna be bothered |
If they charge for attention, you niggas wouldn’t be mentioned |
Been getting money so long, like I’m collecting a pension |
And I’m matching the gas, I’m disrespecting the engine |
All they be with is niggas like «where the fuck is their women?!» |
Can’t please everybody so I’m just pleasing myself |
Took a risk with my chips, I ain’t wait for the help! |
Block bumping with no order, WD, I got water |
Cigerette dipped in Pistol grip and Trash bag king |
Gotta handle my business |
Young boys wildin', nothing but violence |
Number one code; |
better keep your silence |
Bomb juice and a good number |
Streets know this my summer! |