Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bet It, artist - Shad Da God. Date of issue: 24.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bet It |
| He say let’s bet it, I say let’s bet it |
| I keep that gas like unleaded |
| GM the whip, that’s a GM that Chevy |
| GM the whip, that’s for get money really |
| We runnin' red lights like on Belly |
| Fuck the police, know they already smell it |
| We gon' pull off in the whip like we blowin' |
| I can pull up on that bitch like she hoein' |
| 3500 for my lungs |
| Fuck on that bitch then I gotta perform |
| All of this drip came from Milan |
| I get that bitch head like a salon |
| Get that bitch head like a condition |
| Oil in my cup like a transmission |
| Glock in my bed, that’s my tradition |
| I ain’t 'bout to wake up wit' shit missin' |
| Beat that little bitch like a case |
| Beat that little pussy, I fucked up her lace |
| Whippin' in the traphouse, and I bought 'bout 10k, no, no, no, they don’t wanna |
| race |
| Whippin' that work and it turn into paste |
| I’m sippin' that raw out the pint today |
| 8 racks the AP, it’s a bright little day |
| I’m bumpin' that Drake wit' a dirty Drac' |
| Know that nigga got dropped on the block, they said it was fake |
| Them niggas be trappin' right where I stay |
| It’s a drug factory, no cheesecake |
| I sipped my fizzy and blinked my eyes and I woke up in LA |
| I got this weed came from the bay |
| Can leave you sleepin' right where you stand |
| We leave you sleepin' right where you stand |
| Flip pints, know it, and I got my man |
| These niggas, they money mini like a van |
| And I can’t even fit my money in my hand |
| I sip on my Fanta, woke up on a Xan' |
| I woke up wit' 10 minutes 'til we land |
| Got on these diamonds white like a Klan |
| I got these little bitches on the white Xan' |
| He say let’s bet it, I say let’s bet it |
| I keep that gas like unleaded |
| GM the whip, that’s a GM that Chevy |
| GM the whip, that’s for get money really |
| We runnin' red lights like on Belly |
| Fuck the police, know they already smell it |
| We gon' pull off in the whip like we blowin' |
| I can pull up on that bitch like she hoein' |
| 3500 for my lungs |
| Fuck on that bitch then I gotta perform |
| All of this drip came from Milan |
| I get that bitch head like a salon |
| Get that bitch head like a condition |
| Oil in my cup like a transmission |
| Glock in my bed, that’s my tradition |
| I ain’t 'bout to wake up wit' shit missin' |
| Drop-top the whip, got that bitch pressin' |
| And I cut the blinker on, and my diamonds dancin' |
| Fuck around, Beverly Hills my plate, tonight I might eat fancy |
| Young nigga gotta live it up 'cause I’m goin' right back to the trap in the |
| future |
| Nigga got a spot beatin' like a producer |
| Anytime I knew where I’m always at, I been had bought a bazooka |
| And I’m trying to come off of some of that neck, shawty been coming wit' them |
| roosters |
| I was geeked up off that yellow Xan', lookin' like a loser |
| Ay look, extorted your mofuckin' cup, I’m sayin' them straight drop burnin' me |
| I told that bitch we gon' pull up, so that bitch pulled up wit' a 33 |
| I got a little bitch, that’s a biddie piece |
| I’m geeked up on oil |
| I’m drivin' wit racks |
| They play me that pack |
| I’m sendin' that back |
| I’m fuckin' that nat |
| I pulled up wit' facts |
| He say let’s bet it, I say let’s bet it |
| I keep that gas like unleaded |
| GM the whip, that’s a GM that Chevy |
| GM the whip, that’s for get money really |
| We runnin' red lights like on Belly |
| Fuck the police, know they already smell it |
| We gon' pull off in the whip like we blowin' |
| I can pull up on that bitch like she hoein' |
| 3500 for my lungs |
| Fuck on that bitch then I gotta perform |
| All of this drip came from Milan |
| I get that bitch head like a salon |
| Get that bitch head like a condition |
| Oil in my cup like a transmission |
| Glock in my bed, that’s my tradition |
| I ain’t 'bout to wake up wit' shit missin' |