Lil Gotit, Lil Freaky - Karate Kid lyrics

Drip day and night and I'm living my life
Dropping the top at the light with my slime
Me and Lil Freaky got all type of dimes
Drop and I got me a million on time
I call that lil' bruh, I renamed my slime
Niggas ain't snatchin' no check
I blow fire
Keep Big Black in the cut, he blindside
Ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Reason they tried you
Karate kid, I chop-chop the block
Thirty-eight special
Keep shells and it knock
Wifin' my motherfuckin' diamonds
I'm married my shooter leave a bloody scene
Like a popped cherry
I'm runnin' up checks, I'm not slow
Ain't no Gary i ain't bought my mama
No motherfuckin' Jared
Proud 'bout my bag, bitch
I'm tellin' you dearly
I'm up and I make noise
I'm knowin' they hearin' me

12 keep on questionin' me, shit
I ain't hearin' it
The roof on the motherfuckin' coupe
Disappearin' it
Trappin' in traps, count that money
Securin' it
Everybody 'round me some hitters
Ain't fearin' it i'm rockin' ice clouds
That diamond my watch
Her pussy on lock, she moppin' my cock
Bitch popped her a Perc', she ready to fuck
That pussy had squirt, it made me say
"Wow"
Rockin' these Diors, I got on Givenchy
Quese and Young Shawty
They clutch on the semi
Might fuck from the back and
I bust on her titty
That coupe in LA and we got this bitch litty
Maybachs, I'm in it, matted the Bentley
Givin' 'em stick talk from
Bad vibes and tension
YSL Bubba gon' whip in the kitchen
He slatt and he with it
He slime out the trenches

Drip day and night and I'm living my life
Dropping the top at the light with my slime
Me and Lil Freaky got all type of dimes
Drop and I got me a million on time
I call that lil' bruh, I renamed my slime
Niggas ain't snatchin' no check
I blow fire
Keep Big Black in the cut, he blindside
Ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Reason they tried you
Karate kid, I chop-chop the block
Thirty-eight special
Keep shells and it knock
Wifin' my motherfuckin' diamonds
I'm married my shooter leave a bloody scene
Like a popped cherry
I'm runnin' up checks, I'm not slow
Ain't no Gary i ain't bought my mama
No motherfuckin' Jared
Proud 'bout my bag, bitch
I'm tellin' you dearly
I'm up and I make noise
I'm knowin' they hearin' me

Drippin' and spillin', this shit is precise
Ain't leavin' no witness
We never think twice
Play with the gang, you gamble your life
That thirty shoot flames, examples on sight
These hollow tip bullets
They skip and they flip
I'm with Hood Baby, these niggas need milk
(Hood Baby) comin' through sprayin'
We flippin' these clips
Your bitch don't use hands
Put dick on her lip
We set a fire on your block with these sticks
Comin' through spillin'
This shit got a stick
Bitch, we the topic, we stay in the mix
I'm with Lil Gotit, we flippin' your bitch
Make it a hobby, we drip like a bitch
Don't need a stylist, offendin' me, bitch
Tinted my ear, solitaires, they glitch
Clean up your block
We gon' mop with the stick

Drip day and night and I'm living my life
Dropping the top at the light with my slime
Me and Lil Freaky got all type of dimes
Drop and I got me a million on time
I call that lil' bruh, I renamed my slime
Niggas ain't snatchin' no check
I blow fire
Keep Big Black in the cut, he blindside
Ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Reason they tried you
Karate kid, I chop-chop the block
Thirty-eight special
Keep shells and it knock
Wifin' my motherfuckin' diamonds
I'm married my shooter leave a bloody scene
Like a popped cherry
I'm runnin' up checks, I'm not slow
Ain't no Gary i ain't bought my mama
No motherfuckin' Jared
Proud 'bout my bag, bitch
I'm tellin' you dearly
I'm up and I make noise
I'm knowin' they hearin' me