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letra de no worries - lil gotit

[pre-chorus: lil gotit]
(wah-wah-wah)
n-ggas don’t wish me well
just pray for your homies i’m gon’ give h-ll
real top shottas’ in jail so i got no choice but to slime by myself
ready to drop sh-lls
and we stick to the code, we [?]
bring them vibes to the lear
and we livin’ life, yeah, up in the air (woo)
pourin’ the lean like juice
got flippin’ out the bag and i made this pair
can’t show no love, no, no
them n-ggas don’t think i get that fair

[chorus: lil gotit]
can’t show no fear or love
take a trip to phili’
ridin’ through that city
and my mind on a million
can’t show no fear or love
take a trip to phili’
ridin’ through that city
and my mind on a million (mind on a million)

[verse 1: lil gotit]
i’m drippin’ this sh-t with a big bankroll and my high-top socks
whole lotta shots when the block got fought, yeah, with them glocks
these n-ggas can’t come around, no, no, they don’t drip like us
i ain’t gotta cap, b-tch, i’m cartier [?] (let’s go)
pop a percocet now my heart got a rush (woo)
f&n, boom-boom-boom, yeah, it’s us
whole lotta ketchup, yeah, my pockets real stuffed (racks)
my b-tch came foreign with a whole lotta gas
playin’ with sticks like toys-r-us (hood baby)

[pre-chorus: lil gotit]
n-ggas don’t wish me well
just pray for your homies i’m gon’ get hit
real top shottas’ in jail so i got no choice but to slime by myself
ready to drop sh-lls
and we stick to the code, we [?]
bring them vibes to the lear
and we livin’ life, yeah, up in the air (woo)
pourin’ the lean like juice
got flippin’ out the bag and i made this pair
can’t show no love, no, no
them n-ggas don’t think i get that fair

[chorus: lil gotit & young nudy]
can’t show no fear or love
take a trip to phili’
ridin’ through that city
and my mind on a million
can’t show no fear or love
take a trip to phili’ (slimeball)
ridin’ through that city
and my mind on a million (slimeball, ha)

[verse 2: young nudy]
i’m bustin’ down in phili’ (yeah)
i’m kicking sh-t right here in phili’ (uh)
and my pocket got a whole d-mn fifty (d-mn)
and i got a glock, that b-tch hold a fifty
drop-top my roof, no ceiling (drop-top)
i’m sippin’ on drank and i’m feeling myself
and i’m feelin’ all these b-tches (yeah)
and i got these hoes on my d-ck and these p-ssy n-ggas envy (uh-huh, yeah)
got a murderistic mind, i’ll have a motherf-cker missing (bah)

- lil gotit

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