[Intro: Lil Gotit]
Zaytoven
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh (HoodBaby)

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
I got racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (I got racks)
I keep racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (I keep racks)
I got racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (Fashion Nova)
I keep racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (Fashion Nov')
I’m a real dripper, I'm in LA like the Clippers
Two-two-three line you like clippers
Big dawg callin' the shots, no middle (Yeah, yeah)
Glock dick gon’ have a n***a pissin' (Yeah)
I know it's a lot of finer things I'm missin' (Yeah, yeah)
But my heart still in the trenches (Yeah, yeah)
Shoot the whole clip 'til it's empty (Slatt Gotit)

[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Pullin' right up, supercharged truck
Can’t be down bad, yeah, you know we [?] up
I don’t give a fuck, a n***a too tough
Worry 'bout some broad we the hardest of ’em all
I'll show these young n***as, yeah, how to ball (On God)
Flexin' on Paris and they filled with them bars
Pop the trunk n***a, it's filled with them toys
Better stop playin’, yeah, you ain't makin' noise
Where the green beans? I'm riding that beam
Got the streets so hot ridin' 'round with that steam
Don't pull up in the bee hive, n***a, we sting
[?] anywhere got it extreme (Yeah)
Whole lotta racks'll get dropped on his bean (Lotta racks)
Half Percocet in a cup, I'm leanin' (Lean)
N***a got it up, this shit wasn't playin' (Nah)
Put the bitch on, I can have the ho trendin' (No cap)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
I got racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (I got racks)
I keep racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (I keep racks)
I got racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (Fashion Nova)
I keep racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (Fashion Nov')
I'm a real dripper, I'm in LA like the Clippers
Two-two-three line you like clippers
Big dawg callin' the shots, no middle (Yeah, yeah)
Glock dick gon' have a n***a pissin' (Yeah)
I know it's a lot of finer things I'm missin' (Yeah, yeah)
But my heart still in the trenches (Yeah, yeah)
Shoot the whole clip 'til it's empty (Slatt Gotit)

[Verse 2: Foolio]
Rock Dolce & Gabbana
Spent twenty-five hunnid on Balenciagas
Nine hundred for Prada
Spent fifteen more hundred on bullets and choppers
Just caught me a body
We just made a hit, me and Zaytoven done got it (Done got it)
I'm high like a rocket (A rocket)
Ten K for a show and I come rock your party
Got a lil' ho geeked off a Percocet (Percocet)
Went to fly Southwest to a private jet
I got birds in my mouth, diamonds on my neck
Sippin' on Wockhardt, no High-Tech
Tryna ride my wave, ho, your ship wrecked
[?], we live, we too rich
Blue fifty on Gucci, I'm too lit (Too lit)
Got blue face hundred, but I'm not crip (Not a crip, ayy)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
I got racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (I got racks)
I keep racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (I keep racks)
I got racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (Fashion Nova)
I keep racks in these Fashion Nova men pants (Fashion Nov')
I'm a real dripper, I'm in LA like the Clippers
Two-two-three line you like clippers
Big dawg callin' the shots, no middle (Yeah, yeah)
Glock dick gon' have a n***a pissin' (Yeah)
I know it's a lot of finer things I'm missin' (Yeah, yeah)
But my heart still in the trenches (Yeah, yeah)
Shoot the whole clip 'til it's empty (Slatt Gotit)