Loco - Lil Gotit

I promise that’s a war

Lil Vontae slidin' with his shit, down to dog

Free Lil Clark

Long live Snake, he kept a Glock

Want a four door coupe, he gon' cop it

Long live Snake, yeah yeah

It’s crazy but it’s true

Pussy boy ain’t gon' stain nothin'

Your cap, yeah, where I’m aiming

Monkey nuts on the draco

Let that bitch get to singin'

Real shooters, no blankin'

Hood Baby goin' loco

For the pesos, go coco

Loco

'Bout that moneys, yeah yeah, we go rojo

Pull up, photoshoot it, yeah, logo

All my money crispy, yeah, honchos

They think I owe them something, yeah they loco

I think they crazy, I’m Hood Baby, they get the message

Thats too many blessings, and I’m on ecstasy

Theres no more mess for me, and I’m okay

It’s crazy but it’s true

A Glock and a stick, yeah yeah, that’s a fed case

I my shit, yeah yeahh, I do the race

You ain’t talkin' 'bout nothin', and that I know

And you a D1 ho, I fucked your throat

Hood Baby, I’ll wipe your nose, send your ass home

Can’t lay up with this ho, I gotta go

That’s a Hellcat, got my wings back

Lean in a hatchback with the stick back, ready to clap back

You know it

Pussy boy ain’t gon' stain nothin'

Your cap, yeah, where I’m aiming

Monkey nuts on the draco

Let that bitch get to singin'

Real shooters, no blankin'

Hood Baby goin' loco

For the pesos, go coco

Loco

'Bout that moneys, yeah yeah, we go rojo

Pull up, photoshoot it, yeah, logo

All my money crispy, yeah, honchos

They think I owe them something, yeah they loco

Free Taylor

Hit his ass up, he callin' for Mater

Free Glock, kept a Glock-30 'round, know nigga I’m poppin'

Lil Ron my twin, yeah, Money is my twin, yeah

Lil Keed my twin, yeah, Slimelife, he my twin, yeah

And that’s no cap, Montana gon' pop any strap

Let out the Baby on hot block, we slidin' in a Wraith, go opp shop

They gon' lose, make the news, I’m not a scrooge

They burnt out and overdue, I turtle, stop watching me

I drink this shit 'til my heart stop beating

A lot of racks in these skinny jeans

Cash out, new Céline, neck iced out and it go bling

Rudy Gang be the team, I accomplished all my dreams

Left a big old Rari ring and I bought a bitch a ring, on God

Pussy boy ain’t gon' stain nothin'

Your cap, yeah, where I’m aiming

Monkey nuts on the draco

Let that bitch get to singin'

Real shooters, no blankin'

Hood Baby goin' loco

For the pesos, go coco

Loco

'Bout that moneys, yeah yeah, we go rojo

Pull up, photoshoot it, yeah, logo

All my money crispy, yeah, honchos

They think I owe them something, yeah they loco