Toosii, Lil Gotit, Millie Go Lightly - Take Care lyrics
Toosii [Nau'Jour Lazier Grainger] Syracuse, NY/Raleigh, North Carolina, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Gotit [Semaja Zair Render] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Toosii, Lil Gotit, Millie Go Lightly - Take Care lyrics]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Two-fifty, 500 high block
We livin' ruthless g6 and molly sand tan
Gon' leave you toothless
I'm used to this, I know how to use stick
I make her move it
Ain't nothin' to prove to this
Ain't on no cool shit
Get down with the movement
Yeah, I'm so icy hot
I put her down, then I fix her up
Top speed when I pick her up
She with the gang, better cuff her up
New AP touching the sun
Ten pointer, won't point at my son
Trained 'em young how to live without a gun
Stack it up, ran ten K months
Lil' baby want none of these bums
Can't go back and forth with a bum
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Yeah, he got rich off of tellin' a lie
I got rich off of uppin' the fire
Don't wanna die, then he better pick a side
Better duck when that get to flyin'
We go bust down APs, Rolex
Cartiers on all of the guys
I bought the Patek Philippe
Same day Audemars, i ain't wasting no time
I gotta make sure the whole gang shine
I won't hit it if she ain't a dime
It's 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 fuck nigga play
Then a nigga gettin' put on a poster
Yeah, I'm hot as a toaster
And she ridin' the dick like
She ridin' a new rollercoaster
Wait 'til it's over
When I hop on the track
I'ma act like a nigga don't know her
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Two-fifty, 500 high block
We livin' ruthless g6 and molly sand tan
Gon' leave you toothless
I'm used to this, I know how to use stick
I make her move it
Ain't nothin' to prove to this
Ain't on no cool shit
Get down with the movement
Yeah, I'm so icy hot
I put her down, then I fix her up
Top speed when I pick her up
She with the gang, better cuff her up
New AP touching the sun
Ten pointer, won't point at my son
Trained 'em young how to live without a gun
Stack it up, ran ten K months
Lil' baby want none of these bums
Can't go back and forth with a bum
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Yeah, he got rich off of tellin' a lie
I got rich off of uppin' the fire
Don't wanna die, then he better pick a side
Better duck when that get to flyin'
We go bust down APs, Rolex
Cartiers on all of the guys
I bought the Patek Philippe
Same day Audemars, i ain't wasting no time
I gotta make sure the whole gang shine
I won't hit it if she ain't a dime
It's 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 fuck nigga play
Then a nigga gettin' put on a poster
Yeah, I'm hot as a toaster
And she ridin' the dick like
She ridin' a new rollercoaster
Wait 'til it's over
When I hop on the track
I'ma act like a nigga don't know her
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Load up the stick
We gon' hop in the striker
I buckled up, down for the ride
Fuck it, I'm down for my slime
If they buck on the lick, then he dyin'
Fuck up the money, I fucked up the money
I fucked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin' the guys
He got rich off of tellin' a lie
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh