Gotit Yuh

Yeah Someone call Lil Gotit cause I got it, yeah Driving foreigns all out through the parking lot Oh is she a Capricorn that's Camelot Oh you coming through I bet that's cap a lot And I spend it like a hoe Lower case T across my chest, yes And she bend it like a hoe Ride me, take your timing Take my dough And I make it back I got magic on my fingers yeah I got it Don't you compliment with you, you ain't bout it I'm a road runner I got fire on fire, slatt Shawty say she love me uh I don't trust her nah Look at me B I'm dripping' juice yeah Look at me B Don't got shit to lose yeah Don't waste my time B I got shit to lose ay Ay Someone call Lil Gotit cause I got it, yeah Driving foreigns all out through the parking lot Oh is she a Capricorn that's Camelot Oh you coming through I bet that's cap a lot And I spend it like a hoe Lower case T across my chest, yes And she bend it like a hoe Ride me, take your timing Take my dough And I make it back Wipe 'em down Wipe 'em down, had to take 'em out Yeah, yeah Wipe 'em down Wipe 'em down and we ride like And we ride like And we ride like