Mismatch - Lil Gotit

Got the bag from the struggles, then I brought it to the cutter

She goin suck me for dollars, probably goin call me

Sayin I wanna run through, they already know where Me Cassa

Make the eyes turn red, like the shottas

Slime got me from Atlanta

Pullin up to the club like Al Kita

I’m hot, Imma take it a notch up

Hey, Baby goin order up them bottles

DJ still drop my latest

Put it in the Hood Baby playlist

Got a drum, I’m crazy

Sit back, take notes sittin on a jet

Two sticks in the back of my Bentley

And we worken them bitches like fitness

On the Kush, gettin high like Nelly

Gettin money, all my young niggas watchin

Big 4 5 hangin out my pocket

Slicker than the club, call that bitch a rocket

At the shows, don’t even gotta say it, I rock it

Boss statis, nigga I’m important

Me and Gunna shootin like we Jordan

Hit you if you speakin on my boy, yeah

I’m in the Wraith, change to the Range today

Ten K, fuck that, got an SK

Tay-K, do the road race

Uzi gang, we bustin like Cool J

Get 'm quick, that’s a quiet case

She wanna suck on me like I’m a bottle

I’m in the hills, hangin with a model

All this slime, snakes on my collor

I’m puttin dick in your daughter

We just cashed out cause we ballen

Don’t wanna wrent it, we bought it

In her mouth, she callin

We ran a train, got slaughtered

Niggas be actin like bitches, bleed every month

Get the money, we goin eat every month