Got it, got it, got it, got it, you know they say they got it, but I got it man, hey, hey, ooh, hey, hey
Independence squeal matchin' on top of the hill, 24 inch wheels, luxury automobiles
Solid and polished, respected recognition, thumpers all over the house, all in the kitchen
Get back skills, my nigga, I'm a gritter, turn a Scottish nickel to five or six figures
Style, finessin', swag, nostalgia, connections, plugs, killers, manpower
The gift of gab, the sales pitch of a real estate broker, Cutlass Oldsmobile 442 motor
Managed with it, I carry it like a boss, knock that ass down, stand over you when I let off
Never out of touch, I'm always in the loop, side hustles under the table loop
Mailbox money, my nigga
I got my own liquor, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it
Watchin' some rings, donkey ropes and bracelets Got it, got it, got it, got it, I'm having
my chains papered big faces Got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got
it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got
it Got it, got it, got it
Francisco, brunch and styles, I got myself a Amerika Sam, got it, got it, got it
I gotta money from Chanel, I got my niggas, got it, got it, got it
Got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it, got it
Aidixi's and Vip hierob ganze Zimmer, got it, got it, got it, got it
Willie Foo Foo's, riff raps, haters
Managed with it, I carry it like a boss
Knock that ass down, stand over you when I let off
The latest slang, the lingo and all the slick talk
The sickest flows, the illest style, unorthodox
The rap of your favorite rapper, duplicate and mock
The most recognizable voice in all of hip hop
Platinum and gold records all in the hallways
Trophies, certified by the RIA
Street credibility, history and longevity
Father and son chemistry, me and Droop
House to house, soil to soil, worldwide
Got my family on my mama and my daddy's side
The gift to spit, the gift to twist the pot
If I ever had to go back to grit and cook and rock
Bacon soda, kilograms of candy cane
Across the street, broken down mustache
Managed with it, I carry it like a boss
Knock that ass down, stand over you when I let off
The latest slang, the lingo and all the slick talk
The sickest flows, the never ending slang
enemimers Choreatori d'amore
Don't say your name when you know they ignore you
Let your own name be the name known
Wanna have some fun, wanna Manners
Get drunken, let's Ü racing
Come on, let's ride it high
You gotta take it easy, Bros
You gonna say there's no cod pilot
Got it.