Take Care

[Intro: Millie Go Lightly & Lil Gotit]
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I got rich off of take carin the guys (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
He got rich off of tellin a lie (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Load up the stick, we gon hop in the striker
I buckled up , down for the ride (Slatt)
**** it, Im down for my slime (Slime)
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin (Yeah)
**** up the money, I ****ed up the money, I ****ed it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin a lie ( On God)
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Two-fifty, 500 high block, we livin ruthless
G6 and molly sand tan gon leave you toothless (Leave you tooth)
Im used to this, I know how to use stick, I make her move it
Aint nothin to prove to this, aint on no cool shit, get down with the movement (Uh-huh)
Yeah, Im so icy hot
I put her down, then I fix her up (Ooh)
Top speed when I pick her up (Lets go)
She with the gang, better cuff her up (Lets go)
New AP touching the sun (AP)
Ten pointer, wont point at my son (Ten pointers)
Trained em young how to live without a gun (Trained em young)
Stack it up, ran ten K months ( Yeah, yeah)
Lil baby want none of these bums (We players, for real)
Cant go back and forth with a bum (Lets go)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Load up the stick, we gon hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride (Yeah)
**** it, Im down for my slime (Yeah)
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin (Boom)
**** up the money, I ****ed up the money, I ****ed it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin a lie (Slatt)
[Verse 2: Toosii & Lil Gotit]
Yeah, he got rich off of tellin a lie
I got rich off of uppin the fire (Fire)
Dont wanna die, then he better pick a side (Side)
Better duck when that— get to flyin (Flyin)
We go bust down APs, Rolex, Cartiers on all of the guys
I bought the Patek Philippe, same day Audemars, I aint wasting no time
I gotta make sure the whole gang shine
I wont hit it if she aint a dime
Its a murder if you get out of line
If you play, then somebody gon die
I thought I told you
That we all gotta eat, so a young nigga hang around vultures
I keep it kosher
But a **** nigga play, then a nigga gettin put on a poster
Yeah, Im hot as a toaster (Yeah)
And she ridin the dick like she ridin a new rollercoaster
Wait til its over (Yeah)
When I hop on the track, Ima act like a nigga dont know her (Lets go)
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Load up the stick, we gon hop in the striker (Woo)
I buckled up, down for the ride (Yeah)
**** it, Im down for my slime (Yeah)
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin (Boom)
**** up the money, I ****ed up the money, I ****ed it up so many times (Times)
I got rich off of take carin the guys (Yeah)
Hegot rich off of tellin a lie (Lets go)
Load up the stick, we gon hop in the striker (Woo)
I buckled up, down for the ride (Yeah)
**** it , Im down for my slime (Yeah)
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin (Boom)
**** up the money, I ****ed up the money, I *** *ed it up so many times (Times)
I got rich off of take carin the guys (Yeah)
He got rich off of tellin a lie (Pussy)
[Outro: Millie Go Lightly]
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